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Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall
Let me start with this: It's a fucking horse.
I don't give a shit about Barbaro. I don't care if they shoot him in the face. It's sad that the animal broke his leg and might need to be put down. Ok. But that's it. I don't need updates on how he's doing. If he dies, he dies. You can tell me when that happens. "He seems to be doing well." "Wait. No, he has no chance." "Hold on, he's much better!" Shut the fuck up.
Hell, all he's good for now is semen. So send sunny over with some candles, soft music and a couple of sugar cube pasties, have her milk the fucking thing for as much semen as she can carry in her ass, freeze it and then take him* out back behind the shed. Jesus Christ. How much time and energy can every news source in this country waste on that stupid horse?
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*(And sunny)
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The saddest thing is that, given the lean and muscled nature of a racehorse, he's probably too tough to eat. Maybe with some long, slow braising, but who wants to do that in the middle of summer? Barbaro will probably taste like shoe leather if we try to grill him.
