leading a horse to water is quite a feat. from experience i could say that im not pretty, but with the right chum, a horse will follow me. preferably if i have peanuts and crabapple. i knew a horse once, years of yester. his name was "Indictum Dykestrength". His flatulence was inexcusable, but with the proper tools and knowledge i informed him that he could one day be a paralegal. he will not be discriminated against. i loved him dearly. he has since drifted off into the catskill mountains, only seen now by felonbirds and plum crab. he will be missed. i will now help my uncle learn the history of prussia before his big exam in math. good day mate, and god speed. www.wallpaper.com ...... for anyone interested.