How I Do It!

Ok fans, listen up!

You wonderin' how I write this blog? Well are ya?

Thanks to a very special and talented stalker, who caught me off guard, now you know. I can see it now, this will be all over the horsey tabloids in the morning. I'm gonna have to find a new herd one of these days.

As you can see, my hoof-board is the size of a tractor and my screen looks like a jumbo-tron.

Has to be big cus' I can't see jack poop in front of me.

Anyway, we're not going down this road again. So I hope you non-believers are getting the faith now. Even though my hoof-board is really big, I still do the hunt and peck thingie, so it takes forever to write one posting, so have patience.

The shift key is a real bitch for me, and wha's up with all these commas?....my kingdom for that opposable thumb.

Oh well, time for a beer and some pretzels. Yeah, all this typing has given me a headache. Wha? You didn't know horses drink beer? Or is it the pretzels that got you wonderin? Either way, real horses don't eat pretzels. So, pass another wheat beer please. Dam now I gotta pee again....hold that beer Biggsie....be right back!

Later dudes.....