Hey, there was a story about a man that once had two horses...one was a lonely horse and the other was rambunctious. Now, the cowboy had no idea how special these horses were. He would feed them and take great care because he knew that horses were smart animals and that they could be ruined with neglect.

The children of the neighbors would always pick at the lonely horse for being sad. The lonely horse would feel worse when the children would do this. He did not like them or himself very much.

Now, it came to pass that one day these horses were talking to each other...(given the fact that this is a story and that these horses are smarter than the average horse, just play along for me, please)...the lonely horse was having a moral delima. It had read most of the famous philosophers of history... i.e. socrates, plato, niche sp? the rambunctious horse had heard and read synapses of these people but never their works. The lonely horse had also read the Bible. So, had the other horse read the Bible. Now, here was the question. Could a horse go to a bar? Would that be WRONG? The rambunctious horse, spoke on this topic for many hours. He quoted many people, many statistics...which I personally don't have any idea how in the world stats work...and he quoted life experiences.

Through this, the lonely horse, after a life of loneliness, sadness, and depression...was freed and became happy. He forgot what the children had done to him. He became unaware of the sadness scarring that the children had left on his face. He galopped and ran. He said, "I will go to the store and have a refreshing refreshment." Now, being a horse with GREAT taste, knew never to get Coke but to get Dr. Pepper. After traveling many miles to get to the nearest town, he stopped at the "Tavern of the Psi and Biscuit" which had nothing to do with what was on the inside, but with the randomness of the owner...(thought) could this be me?...Being more joyful now than the entire cummulation of his life he went into the tavern...he had never been in one previous...thinking joyful thoughts and being gay(happy...i like the wording here, it sounds retro). Walking up to the bar he was about to ask the bar tender for the one-of-a-kind Dr. Pepper, when the barkeep asked, "Hey, fella, why the long face?"