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newyearsday:
LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE to JACK:

((pawing the ground, still a bit P.O.'ed))

Don't like playin' second fiddle to no harmonica, that's for sure. But I'm just jealous....You and Ennis, that's a ride? 

It ain't fair. You think it's easy havin them fine-muscled legs a yours wrapped around me tight every day-- especially back when we were commutin' four hours a day--and I don't hardly never get what I need? I'm not like you--I can't make it on a couple a high altitude bucks once or twice a year!

((a big tear plops on the ground in front of LSP HORSE))

Lumière:
((Meanwhile, back on BAM, the sheep graze happily, satisfying their hunger, be it for grass or ... other things ...  ::) ))



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 I bloody well hope that these 5 are not licking JBB off the grass over there!  ???
Couldn't be, 'cause he's supposed to be with Jack's Pants!
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(( Indapaddock walks over, looks at the suspicious white stuff...))


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Nope, definitely not JBB!
I wonder if the Director has been around here with another thespian he could be 'training' or 'interviewing'??  ::)
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Daniel:

--- Quote from: newyearsday on July 02, 2006, 04:37:17 pm ---LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE to JACK:

((pawing the ground, still a bit P.O.'ed))

Don't like playin' second fiddle to no harmonica, that's for sure. But I'm just jealous....You and Ennis, that's a ride? 

It ain't fair. You think it's easy havin them fine-muscled legs a yours wrapped around me tight every day-- especially back when we were commutin' four hours a day--and I don't hardly never get what I need? I'm not like you--I can't make it on a couple a high altitude bucks once or twice a year!

((a big tear pl ops on the ground in front of LSP HORSE))


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--- End quote ---

YOUNG JACK:

((looks at the harmonica and pulls the grass and stuff out of it, looks close again, then puts it in the pocket of JACK'S PANTS))

Little darlin'. I know. We human folk can be right twats half the time, hell, more'n that even.

((winces as he gets up off the ground and walks over to the now calm LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE, who has her head down.))

But it's not like I don't luv you. ((gently strokes LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE'S neck)) I just don't know how I ken show it to ya.

saucycobblers:
JJB:

** Mr Twist, please, stroking that flea-bitten old nag will roughen your hands. Cmere... let me sooth you... s'alright...**

Daniel:
Scene: Morning.

YOUNG JACK:

((Mounted on LOW STARTLE POINT HORSE plays a chord on his HARMONICA as the orchestra starts up again to a lively rodeo tune))

Well I guess its time we've moved on.
The sheep are getting restless.
The grass is nearly gone.
And still I find it helpless,
To know that Ennis is just over there.
There's not much between us but air.

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