
On another note, I bet it'd be really charming to do anything on horseback. Running the red light. Parking in a mall. Hell, I can probably even pickup hookers in QAve and still look goddamn gentry about it. "Pray I ask for fornication services, madame?"
Maybe that's the solution to our problems. We need more horses on the street. Less carbon footprints and less streetpeople, because who would want to wander aimlessly on the streets if they're filled with horse crap? (answer: not me)
Yeah, you're probably thinking, that'll be the day. You know what? Fuck you. I'll do this. After I do, I'll post pictures here. Or you'll probably just hear about it on primetime news. And then I'll go to your house to talk things over - but only so my horse can take a shit on your doorstep.
Because that's how gentlemen roll.
3 comments:
You be a gentleman a-rollin' in teh horsedung. Ha! You don't want a horse. I bet you really want a pony, like little girls do. Peace, man.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=riding+the+pony
Yeah, that's why I like you, Anna loves. Now all we need is a saddle. Yeehaaw!
Jet, you dont need a horse. horses are lame.
You need to invest your money in something more macho...
Get a dinosaur... with lazer eyes and missiles.
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