There are situations in life when you
simply must get on a half-of-a-ton-of-meat and do what you gotta do.
You know,
When you're a horse policeman - you gotta beat the shit out of rioters.
When you're a cowboy - you gotta herd cattle.
When you're a lonesome rider - you gotta ride lonely.
You can't do those jobs from a bicycle, effectively, really.
You need a horse.
A preferably big, and healthy one.
And those ain't cheap.
Oat and carrots. Vets, saddles, and other shit.
But working horses, they earn for their living.
If you know anybody who rides a horse for pleasure only,
you know it's an expensive hobby.
Horse hobbyists will tell you all about it.
They talk about horses all the time!
But despite the constant risk of injuries and an empty wallet, it is a great hobby.
I really think so.
Cocaine addiction is way more destructive.
(Shout out to Maya - my favorite horse junkie)
