So, as you might remember, I have a horse...or maybe its a donkey....either way, his name is
Rody, you can see it tattooed to his side under my leg. I like
Rody, he's dope. When I'm in a bad mood or sad because mom and dad will not let me have any more potato chips, I get on my horse/donkey and I ride....it helps me clear my head. Notice, when I get on, I'm sad, a bit melancholy, but.....

once the ride begins, and
Rody and I start to get a little air under our hooves, all my problems just drift away!

Sure, some times it might take a little longer, or it might take a bit more of an aggressive riding style, but eventually all my problems just seem to go away....I have no idea how it works, but when I get off of my trusty stead....
1 comment:
holy woly guacamole, mally!!!
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