Man, I want to live where you women live. Where I live, the "cowboys" can't see their toes when they are standing and look down and quarter. Behind. Tight jeans. Huh. Call me kooky, but eh, not so much so.
My pickin's are slim. The other option is to troll walmart.... but, you can get my drift without me being graphic.
Btw, if my nonhorsey hubby who is a complete city slicker reads this, No baby. Have no interest in those harelquin romance cowboy types with the chiseled chin and robert redford blue eyes.
Last edited by AQHSam; 09-18-2013 at 12:23 AM.