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Me, my mom and the Chlomeister went to watch a kid from my mom's class perform in a horseback riding competition. It was fun. I love horses. They're like big dogs. Really big dogs. Except they can render you brain damaged if they kick you in the cranium and they can take shits the size of cinder blocks.
There was this really high strung bitchy thoroughbred there that reminded me of my dog Paco. He was such an asshole. I loved it. He was very...vocal. You could tell he didn't want to be there. I'm very fond of the asshole animals. Always have been. For many reasons. They amuse me.
Now I want a horse. Damnit. I'd name him Spike and play kissy face with him.
My love for HORSEEEYS (hur I so retarded) has been rekindled. I'm going to take horseback riding lessons. Serious. I've been thinking about it for a couple semesters. Passing by Wickham Park and seeing them all the time. Then I plan on competing in BS shows like the one I was at today. Not national hardcore stuff.
I have to take private lessons until I'm "ready". I'm going to ask the lady for the asshole horse Doc. He made me laugh. I gave him a carrot. He nuzzled me. We bonded. He may be too big for me though. I hope not.
I'm even going to wear the kinky riding get up/crop. I should wear a PVC one with a bondage collar, cock rings and gimp mask. JUST KIDDING. I'd be around little kids. That'd be fucked up. Nah I'm really going to wear just the typical fox hunter outfit. I like them. The ones people had on today kind of sucked. The jackets weren't fitted properly and their boots were crap. You think if they had the money to compete there they'd at least look ok. Not like they went to Wal-Mart and threw something together. Anyhow. I'm off to pester my mom for tuition. Hey, she's the one who suggested it. Cough if up you old bag.
There was this really high strung bitchy thoroughbred there that reminded me of my dog Paco. He was such an asshole. I loved it. He was very...vocal. You could tell he didn't want to be there. I'm very fond of the asshole animals. Always have been. For many reasons. They amuse me.
Now I want a horse. Damnit. I'd name him Spike and play kissy face with him.
My love for HORSEEEYS (hur I so retarded) has been rekindled. I'm going to take horseback riding lessons. Serious. I've been thinking about it for a couple semesters. Passing by Wickham Park and seeing them all the time. Then I plan on competing in BS shows like the one I was at today. Not national hardcore stuff.
I have to take private lessons until I'm "ready". I'm going to ask the lady for the asshole horse Doc. He made me laugh. I gave him a carrot. He nuzzled me. We bonded. He may be too big for me though. I hope not.
I'm even going to wear the kinky riding get up/crop. I should wear a PVC one with a bondage collar, cock rings and gimp mask. JUST KIDDING. I'd be around little kids. That'd be fucked up. Nah I'm really going to wear just the typical fox hunter outfit. I like them. The ones people had on today kind of sucked. The jackets weren't fitted properly and their boots were crap. You think if they had the money to compete there they'd at least look ok. Not like they went to Wal-Mart and threw something together. Anyhow. I'm off to pester my mom for tuition. Hey, she's the one who suggested it. Cough if up you old bag.