To: B4Ranch
Never wear coveralls in the summer...strickly chinks over Wranglers...and my Whites lace-up packers with heal counters for my hand-made spurs with jingle bobs.
In Nevada, the home of retro-retrosexuals, used to wear spurs in the local bars in Austin...heck, occasionally someone would ride a horse through the bar...one turn around the pool table and out the door. Paradise Valley was famous for this event as well. Yikes, those were the days.
To: Cuttnhorse
My picture isn't on the wall. None of the horses I've ever owned would even get close to jukebox. Waaaay too much noise!
115 posted on
04/11/2004 5:01:41 PM PDT by
B4Ranch
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