Hey There, Hi There, Ho There Webnet Folks!
It’s been a while since Poon and I have fired up the modem and dialed into CompuServe, but we have a good reason why.
Steel yourselves, good friends, because this is a chilling tale of love, adventure, and the petting zoo at the Kansas State Fair. My Agoraphobics Anonymous arranged a group outing to the fair as a kind of “hazard drill”. After all, if we could make it in that environment, he mused, we could make it anywhere. I told him I wasn’t comfortable with that and he said “get in the Astrovan you nutty-ass douche!” (we have fun nicknames for each other – I call him “Sir”!) So I jumped in and away we went.
The state fair is like Rock Music: a scary devil’s buffet of overpowering sights, sounds and smells. I’m hazy about this next part. There were clowns. A guy with really greasy hair wanted me to throw darts at something. A rubenesque woman was waving a corn-dog at me, and a lot of people were pointing at me. I don’t know what the big deal was: hadn’t they seen a full grown man reduced to snotty tears running through a midway screaming “protect me Jesus” at the top of his lungs before?
It was by accident that I strayed into the livestock area, and that’s where I saw him: Blaze, the World’s Most Serious Horse.

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Our eyes met, and I instantly knew what it meant to have the devil punch you in the naughty bits. A fire raged within him, the kind that grabs you by the short hairs. I screamed, “What do you want from me, Devil?!”
He said nothing. What a cool customer. Every terrible experience I’d ever had came rushing to the front of mind, and I knew he was up to one of his horse mind tricks. But I’m not fooled so easily, friends. I did the only thing I could – I passed out and woke up a week later in the hospital.
Guess that’ll teach me to leave the house ever again for any reason what so ever!
Regards,
Richard
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