When I’m feeling my oats and champing at the bit to make some hay, I don’t horse around, I get back in the saddle and hit the trail, being sure to avoid horse latitudes because no one likes beating a dead horse, so I hoof it on over to the dog and pony show that is Frog Applause, festooned in my finest horse feathers and engage in some horse play. But then, a wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse. Somebody, please, put me out of my misery! Send in the Calvary!
When I’m feeling my oats and champing at the bit to make some hay, I don’t horse around, I get back in the saddle and hit the trail, being sure to avoid horse latitudes because no one likes beating a dead horse, so I hoof it on over to the dog and pony show that is Frog Applause, festooned in my finest horse feathers and engage in some horse play. But then, a wink is as good as a nod to a blind horse. Somebody, please, put me out of my misery! Send in the Calvary!