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Rusty Posts
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A lovely bunch of rusty posts, sitting in a row.
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I was so naive as a kid I used to sneak behind the barn and do nothing.
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This is why you can't have Oreos in the house with a 3 year old.
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Smile, your on candid camera.
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If you want a stable friendship, get a horse.
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Horse sense is the thing a horse has which keeps it from betting on people.
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How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
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Whatchu looking at?
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I think I am going to become a CSI photographer.
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Potbelly pig... uh I mean horse.
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“Let there be many windows to your soul, that all the glory of the world may beautify it.”
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With long tangled mane and wiry dense tail flowing.
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*sniff* *sniff*
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COOOOOKIES!!
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I see you.
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Udderly Chicken
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I wake up again, after many years to see a broken tombstone, with a name, erased by time yet again.
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I was wanting some buffalo wings, but this one didn't have any wings.
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Paying his respects.
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Oh, give me a home where the buffalo charge.
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Claim your baggage here.
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Where's the ATM?
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A lovely bunch of rolls of hay sitting in a row.
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One reason a dog can be such a comfort when you're feeling blue is that he doesn't try to find out why.
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A chain is only as strong as its weakest link.
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Who you looking at?
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Oh deer!
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DUCK!!!
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Sneaky Snake
