Joel Walker wrote:

> i tell ya, Willoughby, there are strange things afoot these days ...
>
> unca joel

> :)

Joel, you are right.  Strange things are afoot. I saw a horse trotting through
town a while back. Now somebody must a fueled this horse really good with high
grade oats, because while the front end was trotting casually right along,  the
back end was working overtime trying all by itself to replenish the earth with
every nutrient  needed to support massive plant growth. However, not a biscuit
hit the ground. Attached to the rear of the saddle and harness were leathern
ropes that suspended a catch box on the upper rear of the hind quarters just
below that hard working posterior orifice, and not a single pod of used oats
struck the ground, denying the good earth of its rich bounty.

Tch,tch. I suspect the collection of used oats was dried and shipped to the
nearest Amish farm for storage in those big barns, to later be  recycled into
high octane fuel blends for UFO's that are really stored in those big barns.

-[ ;<)

John Rodgers
"88GL driver