Sounds to me like the judge was just mad at you.
I would dye the horse chestnut next time you show under that judge. I’m sure your trainer can show you how.
ROTFLMAO!!!
I prefer pinto alla puttanesca.
mmm, smegma dip…what kind of chips/crackers go best with this new inventive dip…did you steal the recipe from weight watchers magazine? i think so. i swear i saw this recipe in there…
RR - you are obviously the kid at the very head of the table…the chair in which no one else is allowed to sit in…the high and mighty one that will be placed in a plexi-glass display unit at the end of your time in school, with a plaque on the front…nice job 
to whomever asked, the wine is used ORALLY…take that however you’d like…(aka) how preverted is you mind? mine is pretty far in the gutter…
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Help. My horse keeps throwing me off and I don’t know what to do. My trainer says I should just get a $2000 kevlar helmet and get over it. Anyone else have this problem? </div></BLOCKQUOTE>
Forget the $$$ helmet, forget the psychic - you need to jerk his face down where it belongs, bloody his sides, do his tail and get him on the proper antipshychotics. THEN, he’ll quit dumping ya, but you’ll look stupid so maybe instead you should put him in one of those double bridles with a mule bit bridoon and cathedral curb with 18" shanks and if you administer all the right venoms in all the right places you’ll be all set…
Jetsmom…I HAVE to ask…
Did you have this horse vet-checked before you bought him? With full x-rays and a colonoscopy?
If not, it’s your own fault.
And, you realize that the owner of the horse in the next stall is going to sue you, right? Somersaults CAN’T be good for her back…I can see the chiropractor bills now.
Maybe if you give it a “free” breeding…while your Sabino still has some air left…she won’t be so upset? And, only charge half for the papers…you don’t want to be CHEAP!
Helen! I’m still waiting for the care parcel containing your son. Did you Fedex or UPS?
i think you should name him BLINGING BILLY BOB
or whispering twinkies
or twinkie toes.
maybe dr twinkie toes
yes i like that
Astraled jingles for the twinkies
Puh – You’re a psych grad student? Where?!? So am I! This is my first year – I’m doing well but I ain’t too good at that whole studyin’ thing!
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Who’s little Nancy Grace? Who’s Shasta for that matter? Are they resques? Are they BNTs? Are they both? </div></BLOCKQUOTE>
I think they are from the Real World: Austin
Jingles for being drunk and getting you head smashed into the pavement!
I am sooooo much cooler than you are.
Wellllllllllllllll, ok if you promise you are not going to steal him.
No I am not anywhere near Atlanta-my Camoose cannot take the Southern heat.
I’ve never been cool - but I’m OK with that. <muffled sob>
Well, I also have an entire thread on the eventing forum devoted to moi and how cool I am. Top that, Lapp Dancer!!!
woo hoo! My last post put us onto page 91!!
The resque is marinating in the crock-pot for hubby’s class reunion potluck this weekend!!
you know what really irritates me…people that go BUMP…
bump, bump, bump, bumpity bump bump…
where is everyone!??!
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Sometimes those secrets are traumatizing though when you’re 14 and are looking for a pen to take a phone message and find something battery operated…
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No! No, Please! Let’s not bring “rabbits” into this!!! 
I’ll be tickled to be your partner. The tripods should do well on the side of a mountain! Perhaps we can cross some of the fillygeldings with tripods with gypsy vanners with goats and have a REAL mountain horse of color! Could be an interesting breed registry!
Nah, build some 8’ grids for him to leap-frog over and get your money’s worth.
OH, and add another half-cup of BOSS to each feed.
even TABLE: i think you’ve officially lost your cookies.
sure you can sleep at 4pm. just tell your boss that you needed a nap because all of the people you talk to on COTH, while you are at work of course, are sleeping because they are in the states, so you feel obligated to do the same. duh.
i rekon everyone either forgot to take their boss after the smegma coolers, or are busy with whoever/whatever…slackers.
I’m back from hubby’s class reunion in Kentucky! The resque went over very well…people preferred it to the “real” bbq we were having, and kept demanding the recipe. Modestly took credit for being the perfect domestic diva without revealing the actual ingredients. If only they knew!
