For you are now a Saddle

Yes a Saddle, not a pony, a saddle, not a stud, a saddle.

But you know what the worst part of this wierd trade off

was? The very fact that you were about to be sat on by a

tall, heavy set gentleman in a cowboy outfit who really

shouldn't be sweating so much that it appears as if he

himself had just gotten out of a rainfall.

Written by Coca-Cola

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