See what happens when I go to the barn and leave this thread unattended?!!
Just because I am so proud of it...I will admit, i am the person on the other thread who admitted to eating paste...and even confessed the minty tasty. Remember earlier in this thread I mentioned that when I think of first grade I think of the smell of Ditto ink. When I think of kindergarten, I think of that minty, pasty smell---and taste. I dont regret eating paste, there were no side effects. Other than this loving horses crap...I think the paste did me in for sure.
As far as the other crap that has gone on....Spirit and Northern...c'mon guys! Lighten UP! Were just having fun! Im sorry that you didnt jump on the threat right away and grab up someone who didn't like PP and turn them around. We got to them first.
Ive stated it before and Ill say it again...I am all for whatever works for whoever. Of all the stuff that was said, I was actually a bit put off by saying that we influenced this persons decision. We stated *opinions* which is what a BB is allllll about. Sorry that offended you that we dont like the same thing. I shall call you tomorrow to find out what to wear to dinner...wouldnt want to offend.
For the record...i think *most* natural horsemanship is CRAP. Not just PP. The name "Natural Horsemanship" is just so laden with marketing ploys, I cant even get past it and onto the first very expensive DVD! The only thing natural that comes out of my horse is MANURE. I force him to wear a halter. I force him to ride. I force him to eat pre-made pelleted foods. I also FORCE him to eat cookies, and apples and carrots. None of which are in his *natural* habitat.
But now that I have all that CRAP off my chest....lets go back to silly name calling and talking about grade school.
I love the smell of markers...my favorite are those ones that smell like the color. I wonder if they still make those?
Ive never eaten a bug on purpose but i did have a "me myself and Irene" moment on my motorcycle a few years ago and I think I may have eaten one of those dinosaur sized moths. It tasted exactly how it sounds