by 99Problems. » Mon Apr 04, 2011 4:11 am
Steph wiped her hands on her tan riding pants and resumed looking for her horse, seeing her blocking the aisle way. "Come on Adele. Pick a stall." Adele turned to her owner and shook her head, trotting down the long aisle and finding the stall at the end. putting herself in it and closing the door with her teeth. She neighed loudly. Steph laughed. "Much better"
┏-------------------------------┓Oh baby, you can find me in the back of
a Ford truck tailgate.
Sittin' 'round watchin' all these
pretty things, gettin' down in that
Georgia clay.
And I'll find peace at the
bottom of a real tall
cold drink, chillin' to some
Skynyrd or some
old Hank.
Lets get this thing started,
it's my kind of party.
┗-------------------------------┛