Presenting the Indianapolis Colts’s new quarterback, Charles Horse.
Wall Street isn’t just for bulls and bears anymore.
When Francis insisted on a contract rider for hand-taylored suits, the television producers decided to go in a different direction.
Enumclaw Eddie was all set for the evening.
“That’s Mr. Edward, Esquire.”
I don’t care how well dressed he is. He needs to put on a mask before he comes in here.
I was never a big fan of dressage.
So I tells the tailor that I want something that’s good for hanging out with the English horsey set… I think I was misunderstood.
Oh, that’s just brilliant.
Y’know how Budweiser has those Clydesdales? Well, I had this idea for an ad campaign for Bass Ale…
Cinnamon never liked being ridden bareback.
When we told Amelia Bedelia’s brother the stable boy to groom the colt for the derby, we should have known better.
“Hey, I’ve got a son of mine running this afternoon. Now can somebody put down $20 on number 3 for me; hooves don’t handle cash well.”
That’s Mister Ed to you.
Blue tie and green suit. Did you get dressed in a barn this morning?
I order all my clothes from the J. C. Penny Big, Tall, & Horsy catalog.
Damn, I’m supposed to pick one winner? There’s a lot of potential here, I could go with 4-5 of them quite happily, and Bonun Legatum almost took it with their final post, but…
FastDan1 wins it with:
Fast Dan, you are on the clock.
Thank you TSSR.
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Fido went all out to win the Cadbury alternate Easter bunny contest.
It’s the Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown!
Mr. Rin poops jelly beans.