08-14-2006, 05:50 PM
Mules are cool. I had a great uncle that sold mules in Alabama but I don't know if he was ever a mule skinner. I had an uncle who used to say, "You're getting your gees confused with your haws," that took me ages to figure out what that meant. (When you're 10, I was like "um, if you say so." 
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I see them from time to time at horse shows. I was riding a really green off the track TB in the warm-up ring at his first show with a girl who was riding a mule. My horse was being very good about it and just stopping and staring s if to say, "WHAT IS THAT THING?!?! It looks sort of like a horse but it doesn't smell like a horse or move like a horse. I'm confused." Other people's horses were doing the "Oh my God, RUN AWAY!! RUN AWAY!! It's EEEEEEVIL" routine. The mule, on the other hand, didn't seem to care and the girl riding it said she'd never go back to horses.
Get the mules. You can pack your gear on them for your contubernium.
)I see them from time to time at horse shows. I was riding a really green off the track TB in the warm-up ring at his first show with a girl who was riding a mule. My horse was being very good about it and just stopping and staring s if to say, "WHAT IS THAT THING?!?! It looks sort of like a horse but it doesn't smell like a horse or move like a horse. I'm confused." Other people's horses were doing the "Oh my God, RUN AWAY!! RUN AWAY!! It's EEEEEEVIL" routine. The mule, on the other hand, didn't seem to care and the girl riding it said she'd never go back to horses.
Get the mules. You can pack your gear on them for your contubernium.
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Deb
Sulpicia Lepdinia
Legio XX
Deb
Sulpicia Lepdinia
Legio XX
