Wow. After a night of fairly heavy partying, I just fall asleep on the couch. Sometimes there's cake.During a night of fairly heavy partying, I ended up in a pasture replete with farm animals.
I decided it would be great fun to ride a horse.
The horse seemed friendly enough.
I climbed onto the horse and started to freak out because this horse had no head!
In shock at being on a headless horse, I decided the best thing to do for both of us was to stick my finger in the horse's neck to keep it from bleeding to death.
Yes, I got on the horse facing the wrong way. It wasn't the horse's neck I stuck my finger in...which explains why its breath was so bad.
To this day when that horse and I cross paths, we try not to make eye contact and mumble an incoherent greeting since we vowed to never speak of that 'night in the pasture' again.
I'm Sofa King bored...............
They're clearly aliens or at least a different species. My first house was an old farm house that ended up inside the city as the prairies settled and the city grew up around it. When I bought the house the yard was completely bare. Nothing but grass. It was a bit odd because all the neighbouring yards were full of mature trees. I came to find out that the previous owners took down all the trees and then tried to coerce the neighbours into doing the same. They really disliked trees for some reason. I ended up filling that yard with trees, hedges, bushes, fruit trees, gardens and flower beds. Now I live with a natural forest all around me. I wouldn't have it any other way.Who are these people, and why didn't they get better instructions when they were sent to the planet?