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I’ve got one, the kicker is that they’re really donkeys.

You can also try unicorns. Personally though, I’d go with the donkeys.

Drugged horse on a horse race?

Hi,
i was just wondering if anyone here had an imagination of its own?
about horses of course

What about Horses that never die and in a sense that they save their riders from doom. Like the horse never dies and it goes from person to person through out the years saving them. Like the Highlander of horses or something!

Anonymous wrote:
Hi,
i was just wondering if anyone here had an imagination of its own?
about horses of course

By saying “anyone” I’ll assume you mean “an imagination of THEIR own”.
Even if you fix it, I still don’t understand what you’re trying to say.

How about horses that die and become spirits (in their horse form). Then they roam the mountains for all eternity and do stuff.

Horses that switch spirits/souls with people
An Island of wild horses that only come out at night
Ghost horses that haunt a ranch along with human spirits of course
The Lasse of horses

I think anonymous was saying that the people int he above posts lacked imagination to come up with more than the simple humour.

acrylica wrote:
I think anonymous was saying that the people int he above posts lacked imagination to come up with more than the simple humour.

Don’t you find it ironic that anon mocked the responses for lack of imagination and basic fun, one line humor (nothing wrong with one liners) when the poster is the one being lazy and not bothering to think of his own ideas?

And at 2.20am my witticisms aren’t at their best lol.

Summer Rain wrote:

Anonymous wrote:
Hi,
i was just wondering if anyone here had an imagination of its own?
about horses of course

By saying “anyone” I’ll assume you mean “an imagination of THEIR own”.
Even if you fix it, I still don’t understand what you’re trying to say.

How about horses that die and become spirits (in their horse form). Then they roam the mountains for all eternity and do stuff.

was i even talking 2 u .. mmm i don’t think so!!!!!!!

True Miss J very true. Oh the joy of trying to help people who dont really want it.

So whom were you addressing?

Anonymous wrote:
was i even talking 2 u .. mmm i don’t think so!!!!!!!

I think by starting this topic you are suggesting a question to everyone else in this site.

Also, who WERE you talking to then?

i was adessing it to my ***

You were talking about yourself?

ahhh I see so your a troll? and a bitter, grumpy one at that. I Dont think horses like trolls….. I know I dont :)

okayyy weird persona get some help.. ohhh wait we are in help.com… then i guess, no i assure u are helpless

Are you talking to anyone now…?

He is addressing me…. :) I am sooo offended lol

well i don’t know!!! are you someone???
guess not

*gives cranberry to anonymous* =P

he?
i am a girl indeed a princess

acrylica wrote:
*gives cranberry to anonymous* =P

wha chikawha>???

Drink Cranberry Juice!

It makes you not mad at people.

Ok this might come as a complete shock and I really don’t wanna be the one to break the news to you, BUT! you have issues.

im not mad at people acryla

yes i oviously have issues, i mean i am actually human
arent u ?

Shes a princess…. she cant have any issues. Well unless of course its about horses.

Wanna keep on topic?

Human! Me? ahh.. NO!
Not a lot of people know this, but I’m actually a horse. But I was born as a zebra, turned into a horse when I grew up, now I’m a donkey for talking to you, AND I’ll be a unicorn when I die. And I’ll roam the mountains for all eternity, doing stuff.
Oh and in my previous life I was a princess and I drank cranberry juice.

Summer Rain wrote:
Human! Me? ahh.. NO!
Not a lot of people know this, but I’m actually a horse. But I was born as a zebra, turned into a horse when I grew up, now I’m a donkey for talking to you, AND I’ll be a unicorn when I die. And I’ll roam the mountains for all eternity, doing stuff.
Oh and in my previous life I was a princess and I drank cranberry juice.

Now I’d say that was pretty **** imaginative.

Summer Rain wrote:
Human! Me? ahh.. NO!
Not a lot of people know this, but I’m actually a horse. But I was born as a zebra, turned into a horse when I grew up, now I’m a donkey for talking to you, AND I’ll be a unicorn when I die. And I’ll roam the mountains for all eternity, doing stuff.
Oh and in my previous life I was a princess and I drank cranberry juice.

an idea for a mystery story plot about horses!! =D

okayyyyy who has issues??
or r u just smoking some pot

Trolls have a habit of bringing out the best in people.

Poor little princess of the trolls is getting annoyed with us I think.

i dont get annoyed, i just do whatever i want it alll has a purpose and guess?? i always win!

okay, try decaf =P

Wow you were right you do have issues? Do you have some teen angst you need help with? Now if you want to treat the people communicating with respect, you will get it in return. Shall we give it a try?

Anonymous wrote:
okayyyyy who has issues??
or r u just smoking some pot

I was smoking pot. Not “some”. A lot!!
You should try it, back when you were human it would have been bad, but now that you’re a donkey… it’s a whole new experience!

Maybe you’re a donkey because of the pot. You should go to the seaside and offer children rides on your back and see what happens lol.

Like I said people, keep on topic, all off-topic replies will be removed if this continues.

im not donkey, u are remember, yeah i definitely need a decaf

Miss Jessica Bunny wrote:
Maybe you’re a donkey because of the pot. You should go to the seaside and offer children rides on your back and see what happens lol.

lol now THAT is what I call a genius idea.

S wrote:
Like I said people, keep on topic, all off-topic replies will be removed if this continues.

What topic? They got off track and seem to be fine with it, we’re trying here.

Anonymous wrote:
im not donkey, u are remember, yeah i definitely need a decaf

WHAT!! For someone who’s not a donkey you sure know how to bray.

haha u people are crazy
im really not mean just bored and mad at my parents sorry if i offended (i dont think i did) im nice princess type

…and up goes the white flag.
lol nah it’s cool. It was fun. You’re parents love you, you just can’t see it yet.
Take care

haha thanks

So whats up with your parents? Sorry I really thought you were a troll trying to annoy us? No offense was really ment on my end either.

haha well i had awesome graes this periods, so we go to the mall and they buy my sisters like a pair of converse, to each one of them and im like what about be!!! and they r like ur shoes r fine, would u like ice cream?
so i got mad

A horse that is kept in stables that are rented out to others has the door to his stable left open by accident one day, he explores and smells something odd. He finds the source of the smell, another stable that is rented but does not seem to hold a horse. Investigating further, he sniffs around the top ledge of the stable, and being sure that the smell is coming from there, turns around and kicks the door open. Once inside the horse sniffs around the ceiling, and dislodges a few hay barrels and what looks like a horse feed sack falls down, the culprit of the interesting smell. Looks edible the horse thinks, so he munches away. What he doesn’t realise is it’s high grade cannabis, and it’s rented by some very dangerous drug dealers as a cover. Nobody could smell it with all that manure and hay everywhere. Nobody, but this horse.

A wild hour ensues, the horse falls over and starts tripping, swirly colours, not a care in the world, and then he makes a sudden realization. He’s not a horse, he can’t be. He’s a donkey. Struggling to stand with his now apparent platform horse shoes, obviously so high to make him seem like a horse, even if they do keep talking to him. Eventually up, he begins to gallop, almost, and make his escape. He had the fence in sight, the one he must jump to escape and do what he now knows he must do. Closing his eyes, he runs and jumps, miraculously missing the fence and making his way to the beachfront. His whole life he has been delusional, the weed has finally set him free.

Running for what seemed like an eternity, which was really about an hour and a half, he arrived at the beach front, and went to look for other donkeys so that they could share in his glee. But before he could find them he saw dozens of children who he was sure would want to ride him, he nudged them with his head, but they cried. He fussed around the parents but they shooed and flapped their hands. Then… something odd happened. He could see himself changing. His once beautiful hair was going feathery. Feathery and grey. He tried to attract attention but it was fruitless, it was like they couldn’t even see him, and then he got smaller, smaller and smaller… Until finally, he remembered.

He remembered that he had found the sack before, as well as glass jars of liquid, one of the jars had broken and spilt and he had drunk it. He then went into the stable, and decided to rest, and awoke believing he was the fine horse he saw himself as. Instead now, the LSD and the weed had worn off… and he was once again, a scruffy grey pigeon. Able to soar over fences and reach up into the heights of hidden drug dealers hidaways.

No fear though, any time he wants to take another trip, he just has to go back and raid the stash once again. Although this time, he must try not to trip as an animal that interacts with people, those parents aren’t too happy about a pigeon dive bombing their children.

Till next time in the short stories of George, the stoner pigeon.

I didn’t read all that. But wow o.o

Anonymous wrote:
ur shoes r fine, would u like ice cream?

Lmao oh that’s evil. Maybe your shoes are fine or they can’t afford a third one now. Just go try your sisters on and feel good for a few minutes, make sure she doesn’t see you though.

Don’t get mad, especially if they’re not there to see it. For every minute you’re angry with someone, you lose 60 seconds of happiness that you can never get back.

and stoner pigeon? That’s brilliant! Hope it was inspired by this post’s events.

It was entirely inspired from the post. Did you read it? It’s more or less based on the progression of this post with all the random stuff we have mentioned.

haha they have the money thats what makes me mad!!! haha

I did read it, just wanted to make sure.
Very nicely done.

Cool thanks, George enjoyed that trip. After starting off kinda of shaky and insults being tossed around left right and centre, the OP doesn’t even need to worry about just getting ideas anymore, we’ve formulated a whole story and pieced it together for him.

But in case OP decides to take advantage of our helpful nature.

Copyright Miss Jessica Bunny :)

Miss Jessica Bunny wrote:
A horse that is kept in stables that are rented out to others has the door to his stable left open by accident one day, he explores and smells something odd. He finds the source of the smell, another stable that is rented but does not seem to hold a horse. Investigating further, he sniffs around the top ledge of the stable, and being sure that the smell is coming from there, turns around and kicks the door open. Once inside the horse sniffs around the ceiling, and dislodges a few hay barrels and what looks like a horse feed sack falls down, the culprit of the interesting smell. Looks edible the horse thinks, so he munches away. What he doesn’t realise is it’s high grade cannabis, and it’s rented by some very dangerous drug dealers as a cover. Nobody could smell it with all that manure and hay everywhere. Nobody, but this horse.

A wild hour ensues, the horse falls over and starts tripping, swirly colours, not a care in the world, and then he makes a sudden realization. He’s not a horse, he can’t be. He’s a donkey. Struggling to stand with his now apparent platform horse shoes, obviously so high to make him seem like a horse, even if they do keep talking to him. Eventually up, he begins to gallop, almost, and make his escape. He had the fence in sight, the one he must jump to escape and do what he now knows he must do. Closing his eyes, he runs and jumps, miraculously missing the fence and making his way to the beachfront. His whole life he has been delusional, the weed has finally set him free.

Running for what seemed like an eternity, which was really about an hour and a half, he arrived at the beach front, and went to look for other donkeys so that they could share in his glee. But before he could find them he saw dozens of children who he was sure would want to ride him, he nudged them with his head, but they cried. He fussed around the parents but they shooed and flapped their hands. Then… something odd happened. He could see himself changing. His once beautiful hair was going feathery. Feathery and grey. He tried to attract attention but it was fruitless, it was like they couldn’t even see him, and then he got smaller, smaller and smaller… Until finally, he remembered.

He remembered that he had found the sack before, as well as glass jars of liquid, one of the jars had broken and spilt and he had drunk it. He then went into the stable, and decided to rest, and awoke believing he was the fine horse he saw himself as. Instead now, the LSD and the weed had worn off… and he was once again, a scruffy grey pigeon. Able to soar over fences and reach up into the heights of hidden drug dealers hidaways.

No fear though, any time he wants to take another trip, he just has to go back and raid the stash once again. Although this time, he must try not to trip as an animal that interacts with people, those parents aren’t too happy about a pigeon dive bombing their children.

Till next time in the short stories of George, the stoner pigeon.

I love this and I love you… Marry me oh story weaver.

Lol Josh. You just want a trip like that. Silly rabbit, marriage is for kids.

You know I knew that that’s where the post was headed the whole time. That’s actually how I write most of my stories; pick fights with strangers and brainstorm through insults.
…and I’ll give you guys some privacy (oh the irony)

U guys should thank me!!! haha i mean i strated the arguement

Lol, you don’t need to. I’m not marrying Josh lol. I’m the assassin assigned to bump him off. I hid a homing device somewhere on his body, but he still cant find it.

lol! chances are it’s up his a**

I said it was somewhere hairy… do you know something I don’t? lol

lol trust me, I’m just as ignorant on the matter.

Miss Jessica Bunny wrote:
I said it was somewhere hairy… do you know something I don’t? lol

Uhm.. its not very hairy……

Lol, I would offer condolences if you were not. Not because it’s Josh, he’s a lovely chap, but who wants to get up close and personal with a hairy bum crack?

Not I.

Neither.

George the stoner pigeon may, depends what he finds next time. He might confuse himself with the eurostar and mistake his bent over hairy bum for the tunnel.

lmao now there’s an image.

I need to wak that area i think *wince*

a horse that has writers block

I’m always good for the images lol. Whether you wanted the image or not is another matter entirely.

lol I figured. Still, I don’t think you can truly appreciate something if it isn’t unwillingly thrust upon you.

I like the way you think lol. Time for Josh’s full body wax then I think. Back, sack and crack the focus point, followed by an intense grainy body scrub and finished off with dedicated expert nose and ear hair removal, with tweezers, hair..by..hair.

(What he doesn’t know is I slipped the homing device into his eyelashes which then migrated into his eye and turned into a camera connecting directly to a satellite and beaming down into my PC. So whatever he sees… I see. It’s not always pleasant.)

lol I think you’re gonna see more than your fair share of butts and boobs.
And the whole process might be a little bit painful for Josh. Ah well, no pain no gain.

Not worst than a full Brazilian, and men are ‘tough!’. They can take far more than us poor helpless women lol. The proof of the pudding, is in the eating.

How about a story about a horse that starts getting paranoid because it is being followed around by a person with a pen and paper, who is trying to write a story about it?

Plus there’s a talking dog.

Oh I know it will hurt a lot less then our Brazilian, it’s the men being tough that I’m uncertain about.

@Tictactomm a talking dog never fail to take stories to a whole new level, maybe it can be the narrator in the stoner pigeon.

Make any story you want, then at the end reveal that the whole time the “horses” were actually just people wearing horse costumes.

Dogs make great narrators.

first the horse fell in love with me cause i was wearing a pheramones based calogn
the i was starving so i ate the horse
then i got kicked out of the movie set cause it was an expensive thourough breed i ate
but all the other thourough breeds all followed me ot to the forest to live by me cause of my pheramone calogn
and i never ever was hungry agine
the end

blue ribons
slaughter house
bottle of glue
horse toung steak on my plate
yum

L O L

they could be ghost horses that grant wishes to those who are having difficult times. like ghosts or spirits. people could not believe those who see them, until afew have seen them. then they could try to search for them. an finally meet them. Then they could find out that they have a problem themselves. they need to get onto the other side or something, then people try to help them.

They could not actually be horses?

Haha…just a thought. :)

A man witnesses the public whipping of a horse. He runs over to the horse, throws his hands around its neck to protect it, and then collapses to the ground having suffered a massive nervous breakdown. That man then goes on to become one of the history’s most renound philosophical thinkers.

ok how about…after years of careful analysis and research, scientists have proven beyond any reasonable doubt that horses are actually decended from…gordon brown

no real mystery is…does gordon brown poo in the woods? answer is, only if he has a selection of british taxpayers to wipe his ar*e with…

Miss Jessica Bunny wrote:

acrylica wrote:
I think anonymous was saying that the people int he above posts lacked imagination to come up with more than the simple humour.

Don’t you find it ironic that anon mocked the responses for lack of imagination and basic fun, one line humor (nothing wrong with one liners) when the poster is the one being lazy and not bothering to think of his own ideas?

And at 2.20am my witticisms aren’t at their best lol.

Hahahaha! You so read my mind when i read that comment. Lazy people are funny. Their just so lazy! My brother is like that. UGh! Drives me bonkers!

this topic never ends huh.

acrylica wrote:
this topic never ends huh.

Is that a problem?

acrylica wrote:
this topic never ends huh.

I’m not sure it’s even needed anymore. I thought it ended when Jessica’s story was published.
It’s only popular cause of all the crap talk.
But good to see everyone’s creative side, keeps things interesting around here.

The Ring

~willard~ wrote:

acrylica wrote:
this topic never ends huh.

Is that a problem?

Should it be? I don’t remember implying that it is.
It’s just that it is pretty obvious the posts keep on coming.

Find out which horse was the most famous in history.
Then make up a story of a lineage to a horse of today with
equally endearing features.

spiratec9 wrote:
Find out which horse was the most famous in history.
Then make up a story of a lineage to a horse of today with
equally endearing features.

examples:

BUCEPHALUS
This was a horse that no one could ride. Alexander the Great’s father told him he could have any horse that he wanted. Of course this was the horse that Alexander wanted. Alexander did not have any problems training this horse because he noticed that Bucephalus was afraid of his own shadow. To solve this problem, he pointed Bucephalus into the sun and was able to train him. Together Alexander and Bucephalus founded the city of Bucephala.

NELSON
George Washington had a horse named Nelson. Nelson carried George Washington through his most important battles, Valley Forge and Yorktown. He was riding Nelson when the British surrendered.

COMANCHE
At the Battle of Little Big Horn the only survivor was the horse of Captain Miles Keogh. Comanche was found on the battlefield three days after the fight with arrows sticking in him. He was taken to Bismarck and nursed back to health. It was decided never to ride him again and he was used only in parades after that.

ARISTIDES
This horse won the first Kentucky Derby in 1875. This is a very famous horse race that takes place every year in the United States. Many people attend this big event from around the world.

IROQUOIS
Iroquois was the first American bred horse to win the English Derby. Another very famous horse race that people from around the world attend.

PEGASUS
Pegasus was a great winged horse of the goddesses in Greek Mythology. Also in the Walt Disney Movie Hercules, Pegasus was the life long partner of Hercules.

TROJAN HORSE
Was a giant wooden horse built by the Greeks to invade the city of Troy. Soldiers hid inside and then when everyone was asleep the soldiers snuck out and captured the city.

MR. ED
Mr. Ed was a Hollywood Horse in the l960’s. He was a talking horse on television. The theme song for his shows went something like, “a horse is a horse of course of course, unless it’s Mr. Ed.” He was kept in a barn and could watch television. Only his master knew he could talk.

http://library.thinkquest.org/4208/fa…

Ted the horse was just walking home from the pub when he saw a shadow seep into a nearby drain, he figured at first that he just had one to many to drink; but little does he know that there is much more going on than this horse thinks. . .

PS: The shadows turn out to be an underground cult of vampire flies.

Come on, that’s good material.

It’s awesome! Especially with the Twilight mania now; your **** could sell!

No sorry :(