If I had my way

Since the mall is my major hangout, I don't see a lot of friendly mares on a weekly basis. I can admit to brushing past a small herd once or twice a month when the really pretty tack is on sale, but the girls usually stay in the smaller boutiques to do their shopping, eschewing the Galleria with the horse sense they have. I know, I know, my line of work is probably discouraging to them, but I've been thinking about doing my shopping and gadding about in places like the Village, which is where I hear it's much more likely I'll pick somebody up.

I just don't understand these newfangled traditions of the mares picking us up, though. We should be the ones who take them for a ride. It's just natural. All this uncomfortable ladies' night fervor was probably caused by the popularity of that Ring of the Lords movie; isn't there a scene in it which encourages that kind of thing?

I'm just expressing my opinion, and I know you're free to disagree with me, but if you have a problem with the natural way things are, you need to do a little soul-searching. What's really right? Ask yourself, and take the question seriously.


(For those completely taken aback by the utter insanity of this post, it is Rabbit Hole Day).

Also, amusement.
( From this week's Onion, seen on juniper200's lj )

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( Surreal enough for Rabbit Hole Day even if it did really happen )