And which is a worse shit, horse or bull? This was the proposition on the floor of a friend's debate on his team, the above named. You see, a certain player to remain unnamed beseeched unto the folks in stripes that a call was, well, I won't say whether he named the nature of the official's perceptions and conceptions as thither up from the hanging pair of that of a stud or that of a steer, but, well, let's just say, after this game, the boys grumbled not about whom or even whether one received an unsporting whistle from the referee, but what style of shatted talk was the shittiest. Sometimes one gets too razzled by a call or how to.
I figure bullshit is worse because I think some people'd lie more about what they'd feed to what they'd sell or eat than what they ride on and like.
Anyway, here's an email I got today from the local internet e-stoop-&-corner exchange:
[Laramie Freecycle] Offer: Horse manure
From: laramiefreecycle@yahoogroups.com on behalf of Mernie Younger (*******@yahoo.com)
Sent: Wed 5/13/09 1:01 AM
To: LaramieFreecycle@yahoogroups.com
Free horse manure, close to town, I'll load pick-ups or trailers. Very good, old manure.
Yes, contact Mernie.
Fortunately, my garden gets manure from the dog's owner's lady's Arabian.
Oh, sorry, has anyone else noticed that you get one f-word in new PG-13 movies besides this TomW person and one of the plebeian-reviewer's, B.E Beechler, at Amazon?
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