My horse, almost paralyzed in what has happened here moves left.
Fortunately, the horse is not completely paralyzed and goes right to the hospital for treatment.
After everyone has filed out and the lights are shut off, a janitor horse is all that is left.
The janitor horse is left to die, alone in the dark, hunted like an animal.
Wait…
The horse, knowing this may be the end, rights a letter to his family giving his goodbyes
The horse, realizing he just cheated the odds with a second opportunity, has left nothing to chance and galloped away to safety
The horse lives!
A horse comes along, downright tired of all the garbage puns and jokes littering this thread.
All right, no puns, no cleverness. The horse moves right, i shoot it in the head, and it dies. The end.
Enough comedy let’s murder some horses. Here you go, fresh meat ready for lasagna. This is a new horse. This new horse moves left.
He goes right through the doorway in front of him, entering a room strangely filled with the furniture of a living room. A TV, playing the nightly news, a table with the remains of a dinner of French fries and a hotdog… and an unloaded gun, complete with the equipment to clean it after use. Panic ensues.
The horse with the gimpy leg steps left.
This horse does the stanky leg to the right.
This horse lives.
new horse
left
same hrose
right
New horse, left.
Sliiiiide to the right
new horse, right
The horse is confident he can escape. After all, the huntress is at work, right?
Bang!
Unfortunately, ive started taking my gun to work. And i work near the garage.
cordak, zamor,or midak?
What do you think i am, nice? I use a squid launcher.