I'm sure this was Pricey.... An American Marine narrowly escaped serious injury recently when he attempted horseback riding with no prior experience. After mounting his horse unassisted, the horse immediately began moving. As it galloped along at a steady and rhythmic pace, the US Marine, who has not been named, began to slip sideways from the saddle. Although attempting to grab for the horse's mane the marine could not get a firm grip. He then threw his arms around the horse's neck but continued to slide down the side of the horse. The horse galloped along, seemingly oblivious to its slipping rider. Finally, losing his grip, the rider attempted to leap away from the horse and throw himself to safety… However, his foot became entangled in the stirrup, leaving him at the mercy of the horse's pounding hooves as his head and upper body repeatedly struck the ground. Moments away from unconsciousness and possible death, to his great fortune a Royal Air Force Urqh, shopping at Wallmart saw him and quickly unplugged the horse
What? You unplugged the horse to save a marine...See I knew even you yanks did the service banter stuff....
No, I was riding a mechanical bull in a bar in Dallas, only it wasn't actually a mechanical bull it was bar stool and I wasn't actually riding it, but throwing up on it. The woman sitting on the stool (who could have been a marine for all I know), broke a large plate of chicken wings over my head. Then two very large humorless men threw me into the parking lot where a large dog bit me and stole my wallet. So, pretty much exactly what happened above...
Sounds bloody too familiar to the wallmart story mate...uncanny...Only no one from RAF came to your rescue...If I'dhave been there...just for five minutes....you'd have been kicked black and blue...sorry I mean rescued...rescued is what I meant...
Yes, I had deja vu all over again just reading that Walmart story. Now, that I think about it though, it might have actually happened in Bisbee and it wasn't a dog that bit me, but a javelina, or maybe a raccoon, or a waitress. It was closing time anyway, so I didn't mind leaving.
This lonely gay eskimo traveled to Las Vegas and rented a car, hoping to meet some like-minded men. The car broke down in the desert and he took it to a garage. It's 120 degrees out so he finds a restaurant and just gobbles up an enormous bowl of vanilla ice cream to cool down. He walks back to the garage with ice cream dripping down his chin and inquires about his car. The mechanic says "It looks like you blew a seal" and the eskimo says "Don't be ridiculous, I came down here just to avoid doing that anymore!"
Mattel Toys recently announced that they are going to release a new Barbie doll. They're calling it "Divorced Barbie" and all of Ken's stuff is included.