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You can't teach a dead horse new tricks.

  • You can't teach a dead horse new tricks. But you can beat them. To the ground. Ad absurdum. Then one day a riderless horse with no name ambles into Dodge City Spaceport with a mess
  • kit by his side. The palomino trots to the Mars Cruiser. He is approached by a Space Cowboy. The horse bears no identification and snorts. The Space Cowboy offers a boarding pass.
  • But then the Space Cowboy's boarding pass for the "possessing no identification" horse is denied. The stormtrooper border patrol isn't in a "taking bribes" mood today.
  • The miffed trooper looks the Space Cowboy up and down and says, "No identification, huh? Looks like someone here is spending the night in a cell. Wonder who?"
  • The Space Cowboy laughed, hand moving slowly towards his belt. "You don't need to wonder much longer." He pulled out a gun, firing quickly. The trooper collasped to the ground.
  • The Cowboy looked around him, waiting for the peoples frightened looks, but all that stared him back were looks of sympathy and shock. Confused he started shouting at the crowd.
  • But all that came out of the Cowboy's mouth was complete gibberish. Not even a word salad. The people became even more sympathetic. Many a cowboy had suffered from this malady
  • known as "Ranch Tongue", a disease everyone in town was all-too familiar with. The Cowboy said "Knuckle hobbit rollerblade Space Needle," which roughly translates to
  • "Meet me at Burger Town and I'll show you what Ascension is all about." But it wasn't the scent of Magick that The Cowboy gave off, only the scent of ranch dressing, which
  • seemed apropos. After all, the ranch was his livelihood and the livelihood of his kin going back generations. The Cowboy delivered one swift kick to his horse and off he rode.

1 Comments

  1. noah Jul 30 2025 @ 15:35

    knuckle-hobbit-rollerblade-space-needle looks like a pretty good password. Surprisingly coherent, nice work folks.

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