ok. if i remember correctly, you and lady godiva galloped up the mountain and left me back on the old grey mare ...six years later -the two of you come trotting back down asking "what happened? and... oh honey, you have to kick the horse" HA! if i had kicked that poor horse it would have dropped dead. I wish I could ve kicked the two of you though. bastards. I don't think I have ever been that mad. in fact, i am still mad. Bastards.
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