tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post2593711782771547443..comments2023-10-26T04:27:02.682-06:00Comments on Some days it's not worth chewing through the leather straps: Days gone by...SkylersDadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18264164502733912326noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post-38894975068152453622012-01-19T20:04:23.240-07:002012-01-19T20:04:23.240-07:00Snazzy duds!Snazzy duds!Corahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02640568359378959501noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post-51058955419005402382012-01-17T05:23:15.510-07:002012-01-17T05:23:15.510-07:00Pfft, croquet.
It's just horseless polo!
Fin...Pfft, croquet.<br /><br />It's just horseless polo!<br /><br />Fine set of wheels though.The Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10051844634899994750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post-18564700681574093312012-01-16T21:45:35.522-07:002012-01-16T21:45:35.522-07:00that must be you lyin' in th' grass... and...that must be you lyin' in th' grass... and i bet you hollowed out th' ball so U could fill it with fine, single-malt...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post-2615921388606714772012-01-16T19:59:14.733-07:002012-01-16T19:59:14.733-07:00Why, if I didn't know better, I would have sus...Why, if I didn't know better, I would have suspected that to be C. Montgomery Burns and his beloved Bobo.Scopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14671603955380819514noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post-70863395225555778112012-01-16T14:42:23.564-07:002012-01-16T14:42:23.564-07:00Why Doll Face, you were a cute lad. A lil on the ...Why Doll Face, you were a cute lad. A lil on the sissy side but I am sure that is all your nannies fault. <br /><br />I imagine that the all boys school help make you into the upstanding young man you are today!lynette355https://www.blogger.com/profile/07162581667028276870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post-14387384488972769752012-01-16T11:47:51.975-07:002012-01-16T11:47:51.975-07:00Alas, I passed my youth in the Tuberculosis ward.Alas, I passed my youth in the Tuberculosis ward.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33229035.post-32314466275043601442012-01-16T10:25:52.819-07:002012-01-16T10:25:52.819-07:00Yes indeed, dear chap. Myself, I once liked to ri...Yes indeed, dear chap. Myself, I once liked to rise early, sip on some fine black tea, then challenge whoever was in the vicinity to a rousing game of polo on my fine stallion, Cocky. Alas, poor Edward, a neighbourhood boy of some standing, had mistaken a flagon of dark ale for his own dark tea and to condense this article somewhat, let me just say that one falls rather hard from a horse when one's balance isn't top notch. That was the last time I partook. How I miss those days.<br /><br />Pass the Pimms Cup, dear.VEGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07704685920354554043noreply@blogger.com