I've been MIA for almost a week-wow. I went back to the North Woods for a few days to see the family. And check in on my Handsome Arabian Man. Oh good lord was that one dirty horse. What's to be expected after the long winter? I spent a good two hours brushing, combing, pulling, dusting and picking hooves. I am pretty sure about twenty-eight barn swallows built nests out of nothing other than horse hair that night.
So later that day, I go to the bank to cash my last check (another story in itself) and the girl behind the counter says, "were you tanning today? You smell like...you were tanning". Uuuuhhhhhh......noooooooo, do you fail to see the animal hair all and dirt all over my clothes? Not to mention the unmistakable scent of horse sweat and leather. Yes, you rurally challenged brainiac-my pasty pale ass just crawled out of a tanning bed. And the stupid award goes to....Bank Teller 1.
Ooh, VH1's Best 40 Reality Show Moments are on. Mr. Boston & Chance's infamous fist fight just got replayed yet again. That is one thing I will never get tired of seeing. Charm School slut White Trash Brook sucking on the ice sculpture...something I never need to see again.
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