Wild image! Great collage!! I've only ridden a horse once at summer camp. His name was Crazy Pete. As soon as I was on him, he shot off like a rocket. I held on for dear life. Never again.
When I was a teenager I had a friend called Ken who was tough biker. One day he decided to take riding lessons. He got on the horse and the horse promptly decided to go back into the stable and stopped there.
Eventually the riding instructor heard these little squeaks coming out of the stable as Ken tried and failed to find the reverse gear and suffered the ignominy of being led out again into the sunlight.
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Great Collage!
but this is the reason the circus
freaks me out
I love riding horses
but not like the Lone Ranger
Skipping and horse riding was always an uneasy combination for me.
Wild image! Great collage!! I've only ridden a horse once at summer camp. His name was Crazy Pete. As soon as I was on him, he shot off like a rocket. I held on for dear life. Never again.
When I was a teenager I had a friend called Ken who was tough biker. One day he decided to take riding lessons. He got on the horse and the horse promptly decided to go back into the stable and stopped there.
Eventually the riding instructor heard these little squeaks coming out of the stable as Ken tried and failed to find the reverse gear and suffered the ignominy of being led out again into the sunlight.
Ken decided that motorcycles were less trouble.
"I love it" horse confessionals
No one
should have put a Kid
on a horse called
Crazy Pete
that's just wrong
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