Shoving a full wheelbarrow into the middle of the barn aisle, he said "oh ya, well I completed my BA and look what i'm doing!"
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a fully entrenched horseman, he started ranting about how its the fashion that is so prohibitive for males. he was quite hilarious carrying on about how no real man is gonna go around wearing BREECHES for god's sake etc. etc. etc.
jill argued for the cool factor of jeans and chaps, since she really hoped to find a boyfriend that would share the horseness with her. the boss's partner approved of the cowboy nature of jill's solution, and asked "so, how are you going to find this ideal man?"
jill said that the night before she had delivered a holiday greeting card to a handsome rockstar, basically asking if he would be her pony boy. he responded by playing rhinestone cowboy. "i walked right up to him and gave him my phone number." she laughed, "now i am just waiting for the phone to ring."
the boss's partner thought that was pretty funny. had she ever even seen him laugh before? for the rest of the day when ever he passed jill he would chuckle and say "glen campbell eh? that's pretty good." or something like that.
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outta the mouth of babes"*when a student and her mother complimented me on how well exam day went, i admitted i hadn't passed. "did the boring old ladies pass?" my rider wanted to know.
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"okay Bob" i shouted, waving to the high level rider i have never even been properly introduced to before. as he snorting, giant beast came up beside me, i started tugging bits of various tack. "there's our starter. they haven't told me what to look for yet, but you're first to go and you need a tack check." (read: you can probably teach me more than they can anyway)"everything on is legal.""okay, good. and, you've got your medical info band, your vest and your helmet looks good. so is your girth. i'm sure you've already double checked all your stitching. good luck. and, have fun out there!"
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