#192- Fo shizzle

Since I surround myself with degenerates, at times we are forced to secure third-party transportation in order to enjoy ourselves during social functions.  On this recent trip, Keeneland was an hour away from where we were all staying, so we needed a DD:

 

I rode on the Bus Shizzle.
The Bus Shizzle was quite the experience.  The ride there was replete with innocent toasts among friends, views of the rolling hills of KY and silent prayers to higher beings hoping not to die from the 90 MPH speeds the ‘Shizzle was somehow reaching.  The ride home was a bit less tame.  Some theorists believe the 6 hours of bourbon drinking played a role in the changed behavior.

Fun factor: 10+

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#191- I’ll take the incompetent horse with the bum leg, please.

Among the many respectable goals on my life list was to bet on a horse race.  You want horse races?  Kentucky will shove horse races right up your ass if you ask it to.  On a recent trip to the Bluegrass State, a group of us visited Keeneland for some Saturday fun and:

I bet on a horse race.

I bet $5.  The woman helping me didn’t give a shit that it was my first bet ever.  She did mention she knew a good hairdresser that specialized in dye-jobs.

Watching my horse’s race.  Still could use a dye-job. And some posture lessons.

 

My horse came in dead last. Gambling blows and I hate horses.

Fun factor: 7