tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4247959911265798242011-04-21T19:40:00.440-04:00An angry and rude toy horse rants about everything, and occasionally sings for you.Geoff the Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02066293594115367785noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-424795991126579824.post-50293424177334823202009-05-19T16:03:00.003-04:002009-05-19T16:11:49.042-04:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1wgOFbGMT8/ShMSabo1wWI/AAAAAAAAABA/uKrtcxhJPlk/s1600-h/100_4506.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d1wgOFbGMT8/ShMSabo1wWI/AAAAAAAAABA/uKrtcxhJPlk/s320/100_4506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337630228669120866" /></a>My best friend named Erin has a bunny. His/her name is Bun-Bun (I'm too embarrassed to ask its gender at this point, it's hard to tell with rabbits). So he had to live in Erin's room in a CAGE because there was a stupid cat in the house, named GG. I really wanted to eat GG but I know Erin would have been upset. Cats are delicious.<div><br /></div><div>Anyway, GG has been banished from the house, so Bun-Bun is now free to roam around. Way to go Bun-Bun! Freed from the feline oppressor! I went over there to see if I could get a bite of GG when he left, but he was pretty well protected. Oh well. Maybe Sarah and that idiot fergojisan wouldn't notice if there was a cat or two missing, as there are so many swarming all over the house. Stupid cats.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/424795991126579824-5029342417733482320?l=geoffthehorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Geoff the Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02066293594115367785noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-424795991126579824.post-7613562045323383662009-05-11T13:41:00.003-04:002009-05-11T13:48:26.252-04:00Hello humans, after a lengthy absence from the blogosphere, I am back to flaunt my awesomeness. I have my voice recognition software at the ready, as it is very hard to type with hooves (go ahead and try it if you don't believe me). I will blog as much as possible about all the things that interest me and not you. Well, as long as that idiot fergojisan gets the heck off the computer, I have to share it with him, and he is ALWAYS on there. What the heck does he do all day? Who knows, he is one of the laziest humans I've ever seen. I would get my own computer, but horses don't make a lot of money. Yeah, those racehorses are rolling in the dough, but they have no dignity left. And what kind of name is Mine That Bird? That's not a name, it's a nonsensical statement! I'd rather have my freedom and the occasional trick or treater than all that cash. But cash would get me away from fergojisan, hmmm...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/424795991126579824-761356204532338366?l=geoffthehorse.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Geoff the Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02066293594115367785noreply@blogger.com1