I nodded for my calf in Webster at just after eleven p.m., slightly delayed by the bucking bull that hurdled the arena fence and went for a stroll through the contestant parking lot.
Anybody who says white men can’t jump didn’t see our friend Jeff hop flat-footed into the back of a four wheel drive pickup.
I have noticed athletic ability is greatly enhanced by a ton and half of snot-blowing motivation.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Hell with Pamplona
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I love reading Kari's blog. I'll be first in line at the bookstore when she get a novel published. Her writing is vivid and visual. Plus I love books with horses in them!
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