Steer Diddy

This is P Diddy.

This is my steer.

Simon says, "find how both guys match."  Look closely.

P Diddy.

Steer Diddy

I went out to feed Steer Diddy yesterday and he came to breakfast wearing this gold rope thing around his neck.  

Getttin' jiggy wit' it.

This reminds me of when I was a teenager and I'd get all dolled up to run errands with my mom.  She would say, "Uh, you're all decked out for the grocery store?"

So I didn't say anything to Steer Diddy.  I feel ya, man.  I feel ya.