And Only Because My Moat Isn’t Ready For My Narwhal. Standard Me: “Hey, when we win the Powerball tonight, whoever is the nicest gets the first pony.” Caolinn: *eye roll* Me: “I saw that.” Xavier: “Guess who’s getting a three-legged pony with mange?” Liam: “That’s gonna be one messssssed up pony.” Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestTumblrRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related
8 thoughts on “And Only Because My Moat Isn’t Ready For My Narwhal.”
This sounds like the makings of an awesome SPCA add. Cue Sara Maclachlan!
Ohhhhhhhh, good call. Friggin’ MacLachlan… 🙂
Wikipedia says that ponies are awesome, but every one that I’ve actually met has been a total jerk. This may not have been the ponies’ fault, and your mileage may vary.
So imagine a pony missing a leg and with a skin condition… Total dick. Guaranteed.
Well, there’s Molly- a horse with a prosthetic leg- and she seems OK, but a bit of an outlier…
Maybe the fourth leg is where the evil is housed, and thus when it’s gone…?
I clearly need to go back to sleep.
So a three-legged dog walks into a bar, looks the bartender in the eyes, and says in a Clint Eastwood voice, “I’m looking for the man who shot my pa . . . w.” Apologies, John
Ha! And if the dog can talk, he’s automatically more awesome than a 4-legged sort. 🙂