Camel toe.
[QUOTE=PeteyPie;8105798]
Camel toe.[/QUOTE]
Puts the “prance” in prancercise!
You need to stop avoiding the real issue. Your poor horse obviously has impaction colic.
Pull on those sexy long orange gloves & shove your arm up his a$$ - all the way to your armpits! Dig that crusty shyte outta there!!
I’m sure OPs horse is not lame because when I borrowed him/her the other day we got the whole family on for a picture. Even though I didn’t get a response to my text, I’m sure it was OK because we’re just that special. You really should get a better quality of saddle, the bling on my jeans did a number on it but fortunately I didn’t lose any crystals.
OP, is your bro-mare a special snowflake of a gray TB who has a stalker? And is your son going to train it once he recovers from his pilondial cyst?
I’d say get your vet out NOW, even if it’s a whiteout blizzard with downed electrical wires, fallen trees, and looters EVERYWHERE around your remote mountain farm.
https://www.yahoo.com/politics/hillary-clinton-goes-unnoticed-at-chipotle-116329149376.html
Hillary ordeerd Guac…
Good grief, people! When I was a kid, we didn’t fuss around like this! We got on our horses and ate our burritos and were thankful to have 'em, guac or no guac! None of this fancy stuff for us!
You’re making problems for yourself and inventing all kinds of things that aren’t even there. No MSM or French saddles or chiropractors or pico de gallo or hock injections or barefoot-patted out tortillas or any of that crap. Just put that sour cream on the burrito and the guac on top of it, or vice versa, and eat the damn thing. Jesus!
Kim
Geez, Guys, get up to speed…
It’s Hillary’s fault.
I mean, really,
I had to go speak to my lawyer to decide what to do in the blatant slander in this thread. He told me to sue for everything all of you guys own (well really he told me to stop calling him at 3 in the morning, but that’s the same thing, right?). I will keep posting about how awful you guys are until you start being nice to me again.
[QUOTE=billiebob;8105924]
OP, is your bro-mare a special snowflake of a gray TB who has a stalker? And is your son going to train it once he recovers from his pilondial cyst?
I’d say get your vet out NOW, even if it’s a whiteout blizzard with downed electrical wires, fallen trees, and looters EVERYWHERE around your remote mountain farm.[/QUOTE]
No, s/he’s a salt-spotted chestnut.
And no one is going to train this horse! He doesn’t need training! We just look at each other and s/he knows what I want and does everything perfectly.
I feel like the burrito instructions are really complicated, though. I need someone to make me an infographic so I can make an informed order.
[QUOTE=PeteyPie;8105798]
Camel toe.[/QUOTE]
Fupa.
Go to Qdoba.
On the run from the mounties?
[QUOTE=californianinkansas;8105277]
At first, I read that as the Jorge M. Horris Buttmastership Clinic -it’s been a long day…[/QUOTE]
Pervert. :mad:
Butts… burritos…Jorge M. Horris…
FGS. :lol:
I’m leaving now, to watch a documentary film about the life cycle of the blow fly, in the (futile) hope that it will give me a better visual memory with which to fall asleep.
[QUOTE=ManyDogs;8105932]
Geez, Guys, get up to speed…
It’s Hillary’s fault.
I mean, really,[/QUOTE]
Are you not putting the cart before the horse there?
PeteyPie, we need some stick art here please.
[QUOTE=ManyDogs;8105932]
Geez, Guys, get up to speed…
It’s Hillary’s fault.
I mean, really,[/QUOTE]
If only Laura Bush had had a son, as the Bene Gesserit directed her to. That was the plan, to intermarry them Clinton and Bush clans and form an unbreakable dynasty.
But the Lady Laura foiled centuries of breeding and planning, and now we may never see peace.
[QUOTE=Halt Near X;8105969]
No, s/he’s a salt-spotted chestnut.
And no one is going to train this horse! He doesn’t need training! We just look at each other and s/he knows what I want and does everything perfectly.
I feel like the burrito instructions are really complicated, though. I need someone to make me an infographic so I can make an informed order.[/QUOTE]
No one is going to train your horse if you keep eating their payment like you did with my burrito. And they DEFINITELY won’t teach you how to properly burrito. You’re lucky that any of us are wasting our time because you’re hopeless and really should take up knitting.
I will be leaving an invoice in your mailbox, written in all the colors of crayon I have. Don’t make me crash my car through your gate.
[QUOTE=Albertabound;8105835]
You need to stop avoiding the real issue. Your poor horse obviously has impaction colic.
Pull on those sexy long orange gloves & shove your arm up his a$$ - all the way to your armpits! Dig that crusty shyte outta there!![/QUOTE]
You mean like they wear on Downton Abbey?
[QUOTE=tikihorse2;8105930]
Good grief, people! When I was a kid, we didn’t fuss around like this! We got on our horses and ate our burritos and were thankful to have 'em, guac or no guac! None of this fancy stuff for us!
You’re making problems for yourself and inventing all kinds of things that aren’t even there. No MSM or French saddles or chiropractors or pico de gallo or hock injections or barefoot-patted out tortillas or any of that crap. Just put that sour cream on the burrito and the guac on top of it, or vice versa, and eat the damn thing. Jesus!
Kim[/QUOTE]
But that was before all INTELLIGENT people Minded their Melons with howitzer-stopping hard hats and Hit-Air vests. If that Burrito takes a rotational, you are TOAST, you hear me, TOAST! And we’ll ALL HAVE TO PAY . . .
