December 8, 2017
Some years ago I was at a horse sale. Seth brought in a cute little pony. A real small pony. About thirty inches tall. It was a beauty. And well broke. But not for kids. That last line kind of hurt the sale.
I don’t suppose any of you need a pony? Or a whole bunch of ponies. Ponies are bad. They are evil. I remember from when I was young.
I think my pony’s name was Laurie or something like that. And then she was followed by Scratch, my brothers pony. A pony is a real small horse that should be ridden by adults. Mean adults. They will scrape you off on trees. They...