Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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Onwards! (Back to home.)



guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Thursday, September 27, 2001

Frontier Psychiatrist: "So, lie here on the bar and tell me: When did you first discover that you hated your horse?"
Maladjusted Cowboy: "But, I don't hate my horse!"
Frontier Psychiatrist: "Aaah, but does your horse hate you?"

The Male has the original Wayne and Schuster recording. It was funny.

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