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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 7, 2009 16:32:58 GMT -5
Ever wiped out in a car?
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 7, 2009 16:27:21 GMT -5
Yup ^^ It's hard not to, they're so much better in every way. I found this thing on the 'net;
Horses Vs. Husbands
Good Things About Husbands:
Husbands are less expensive to shoe.
Feeding a husband doesn't require anything that even mildly compares with the hassle of putting up hay.
A lame husband can still work.
A husband with a belly-ache doesn't have to be walked.
Husbands don't try to scratch their heads on your back.
They're better able to understand puns.
If they're playing hard to catch you *may* be able to run them down on foot.
They know their name.
They pay their own bills.
They apologize when they step on your toes.
They seldom refuse to get in the vehicle.
They don't panic, yelling and running all through the house when you leave them alone. (unless you left the kids too)
For a nominal fee you can hire someone else to clip them.
Men rarely pee in the middle of the bed day in and day out.
Men don't usually trample their dinner into their beds, or eat the bedding.
You don't have to bolt the door every time you leave them for a few minutes to stop them running back to their friends.
The Horse's Advantage:
If they don't work out you can sell them.
They don't come with in-laws.
You don't have to worry about your children looking like them.
You never have to iron their saddle pads.
If you get too fat for one you can shop for a bigger one.
They smell good when they sweat.
You can repair their "clothes" with duct tape.
It's possible to keep them from "jumping the fence".
You can force them to stay in good physical condition...with a whip if necessary.
They don't want their turn at the computer.
They turn white with age, but not bald.
They learn to accept restraint.
They don't care what you look like, as long as you have a carrot.
Your horse will not think a new pair of shoes every month is excessive
Your horse will be glad of the company if you go shopping for another one, and your friends will approve of you keeping more than one, as this is more natural.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 7, 2009 16:22:34 GMT -5
Lol XD I just get really really really really bored is all.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 7, 2009 16:19:32 GMT -5
Haha same here. I've lost two kgs in a week though. Can't be all that bad XD
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 6, 2009 17:43:37 GMT -5
So I found a bunch of photos I'd taken of my drawings. At the moment I'm drawing a Mord-Sith, like the ones off Legend of the Seeker. But here's a few I did a while back ^^ Dusky the "My Little Pony". I drew this years and years ago. Self-portrait. It wasn't actually supposed to be, but it turned out looking like me. I never finished it. David Starr. Was gunna' draw a made-up band, but never even finished this guy XD My favourite; Black Bess. She's a character from a story I'm writing, about a highwaywoman who murders the gentry because she hates how they're better than everyone else.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 6, 2009 17:35:43 GMT -5
What show?
Legend was awesome last night! Gunna' be even better next week XD See my sig? That's a taster haha.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 6, 2009 17:34:44 GMT -5
Nicholas.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 6, 2009 17:33:23 GMT -5
Haha yeah, like phone and phat.
Rionach (ree-on-ack). 'Nuther Irish name! Whoop!
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 6, 2009 17:31:47 GMT -5
Lol I like the adrenaline rush, but I hate the shaking.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 6, 2009 17:30:27 GMT -5
Haha yesh! It so is! I'm giving myself less to eat now. Problem is I'm used to huge meals so I'm starving without all my snackage XD
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 6, 2009 17:27:59 GMT -5
Ow. Yeah I guess if you have a bad experience with one ... they are pretty big after all ... 'cept Star, she's titchy XD
My bad horse dramas; - My first pony was a stubborn brute called Bug who liked to take off when I was only halfway in the saddle and refuse to move when I wanted him to. - My second pony Goldie Girl reared up and almost fell backwards onto me. - I rode a friend's pony they borrowed called Polly and we were doing a course around their paddock and she threw me off at the last fence. - I did Twilight Jumping with Polly and she bucked, the saddle tipped forwards and I flew through the air and just about dislocated my shoulder. - I've been stood on numerous times. - Star barrelled into me and bruised my leg. - Beauty kicked me and just about caved in my knee. - I've been bitten until the skin just about bled. - I fell off a Shetland and got trampled. - I was little and riding the same Shetland (Lucky, he's still alive the little bugger) and he reared up. I just slid right off his butt and hit the ground.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 5, 2009 21:35:13 GMT -5
Legend of the Seeker makes me happy, most particularly two very certain characters with a forbidden love for one another *cough* Richard and Kahlan *cough cough*. Listening to music. Writing. Spending time with friends. My beautiful, adorable, butter-wouldn't-melt miniature horses Beauty and Star. Romance movies. Poetry.
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 5, 2009 21:27:49 GMT -5
I drove my brother into Thames so we could have lunch with Mum and sort out some stuff for the ball, then we went and saw my nana at the home where she lives. On the way back the sky was black ... well, you know, really really dark grey ... just everywhere. Where we were, behind us, there were white clouds and blue sky, but before us was just a solid wall of black. It was freaky, because everything else was all sunny. Anyway we got off the bridge and 'round the Turua turnoff bend and we were following this truck that was kicking up spray onto the windscreen, so I tried to pass it. But as I swung out the rain started pelting down onto us, it was so hard that even with the wipers turned up full bore my windscreen wouldn't clear, more water would just replace the stuff that was wiped off. Anyway we were almost pass the truck when this d.ickhead without his lights on, in a dark car as well, came barrelling up and I had to slam on the brakes and drop back behind the truck and I seriously missed dying by a few metres. Then the rain started hitting us so hard that I couldn't even see shapes, let alone the truck ahead of me, so I pulled over until it passed. Now my bro is going on about female drivers and how we suck. *strangles him mentally*
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 5, 2009 17:06:09 GMT -5
Haha XD
Yay! Only nine hours and twenty-five minutes until LotS is on!
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Post by My Cursed Syndrome on Jul 5, 2009 17:03:29 GMT -5
Larry.
Haha that's my host dad's name.
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