I don't know whether to feel awful, proud, or what...
After breaking the cardinal rule and feeding a tr*ll, I was the last poster before a thread closed. I'm mortified. I've always been such a good kid... where did I go wrong?
And I realized, not only did I write that awful poem* after losing my mind late in the evening (I misspelled and failed to rhyme!?), my horse has been acting like it's no big deal, either...
Is there hope for me, or am I now Fallen?
I am a happy poisoner, yes I am.
I poison my horsie as fast as I can.
Put him on the clover,
then home I swam,
On a stream of drool
from the dying man
well, it ryhmed better than horse.
I'm not really at the top of my game today. I'm not even exactly sure what game I'm supposed to be playing, in fact... or where it's being held...
My horse's antics iamboyfriend.com