Rodelle lives near Myrtle Beach, (S. Carolina) and has been charged a second time with buggery...with a horse. The SAME horse. I'm not really interested in what he did with the horse, but it has been the topic of some jokes on morning talk radio.
You laugh now, but people are routinely doing things thought to be absurd in the past, so my guess is that many of these people who are laughing now, will be in the barn in days to come and probably marching for the "right" to do so. I can hear it now, "What a person does in a barn is no one's business."
In the future, the choice will be bridal gown or bridle gown.
The whole situation is rather tacky.
Rodelle asked his partner, "Why so long-faced?"
Maybe he was just feeling his oats that day.
The old grey mare, she ain't what she used to be.
I always kind of wondered about the galloping gourmet.
Wonder how they caught him? Did he have symptoms of hoof and mouth disease?
Rodelle was doing a little more than looking a gift horse in the mouth.
Wonder what triggered this behavior?
No doubt, Rodelle considers himself a stallion.
Rodelle means something entirely different when he says, "I got the trots!"
Rumor has it, Rodelle, rides a Mustang.
Wonder if Rodelle feels amorous, when he hears Tommy James sing, "Ride a pony...ride a pony?"
No, Rodelle...you misunderstood the cowboy when he said, "Let's ride!"
I guess he listens a little more intently than most when he hears the results of a Gallop Pole
;-)
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