I’ve taken up horse riding!

I thought cowboys were cool, until I reached age thirty-something, got on a horse that simply refused to move forward, and was ridiculed by snotty eight year girls galloping about on Sea Biscuit with their first place ribbons flying in their hair.

Those hateful little shits are the reason therapists have careers.

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