Bareback Mountain, indeed.
J: “Where are you headed?”
Me: “District office.”
J: “May the force be with you.”
Me: “And also with you.”
J: “You’re like a goddamn Episcopal Jedi.”
Me: “Episcopal? Try Catholic.”
J: “Oh. Extra guilt.”
Me: “Yes, but we are also required to exclusively bareback, so that’s a plus.”
J: “I’m pretty sure that’s not what they’ve been teaching you.”
Me: “Agree to disagree.”
(Note: If you type “bareback” into google images…you rarely get a picture involving horses. Even if you type in “bareback horses”. )
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