flashback
sometimes when i long for paige, i remember days of yesteryear...
when we were five we were frolicking in my pasture with my horses bud and sissy (cleverly named after the couple on urban cowboy). it was a crisp autumn day. leaves were morphing into colors of spectacular spectrum. the wind blew my hair as if the world was revolving around solely my happiness. i was petting bud and, yes, i distinctly remember saying "i love you my precious animal of nature." i guess nature set paige's underdeveloped mind to wondering because she decided to fondle my bud. this caught my dear stallion by surprise causing him to tower over me like a rabid beast and stomple on me until i couldn't move. i can still remember the impermeable hooves mangling my face...
when we were five we were frolicking in my pasture with my horses bud and sissy (cleverly named after the couple on urban cowboy). it was a crisp autumn day. leaves were morphing into colors of spectacular spectrum. the wind blew my hair as if the world was revolving around solely my happiness. i was petting bud and, yes, i distinctly remember saying "i love you my precious animal of nature." i guess nature set paige's underdeveloped mind to wondering because she decided to fondle my bud. this caught my dear stallion by surprise causing him to tower over me like a rabid beast and stomple on me until i couldn't move. i can still remember the impermeable hooves mangling my face...