In a desperate bid to escape marauding gangs of Black Panthers and the din of the "Boss" singing "Born in the USA" ad nauseam, I headed out to the pasture after Morning Prayer for a ride.
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| truly appalling |
JB did pretty well, moving around Mesquite obstacles and navigating trails like a civilized horse but then, after 45 minutes, she decided it was time to overthrow her master.
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| you'll do well running the country |
We rounded a tree and she attempted a duck-out with a view to escaping to feed. Just the slightest indication of a one rein stop and the animal knew that wasn't going to work, so she instantly switched gears to a four feet off the ground right buck, with a good dose of leftward snaking kick. Why?
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| superpac |
She obviously wanted to overthrow the tyranny of big LSP government. But look, horse, we're on the same team. For goodness sake. Regardless, I stayed on and finished the ride.
Let's hope this short equestrian tale isn't some kind of lesson, or metaphor, for the people's attempt to unseat their current rider.
Good luck to the new boss, if there is one.
LSP
