THOROUGHBRED:
Who ME?? Do WHAT? I'm scared of light bulbs! I'm outta here!
ARABIAN:
Someone else do it. It might get my silky mane dirty and besides, who's gonna read me the instructions?
QUARTER HORSE:
Put all the bulbs in a pen and tell me which one you want.
STANDARDBRED:
Oh, for Pete's Sake, give me the damn bulb and let's be done with it.
SHETLAND:
Give it to me. I'll kill it and we won't have to worry about it anymore.
FRIESIAN:
I would, but I can't see where I'm going from behind all this mane.
BELGIAN:
Put the Shetland on my back, maybe he can reach it then.
WARMBLOOD:
Is the 2nd Level Instruction Packet in English? Doesn't anyone realize that I was sold for $75K as a yearling,
but only because my hocks are bad, otherwise I would be worth $100K? I am NOT changing lightbulbs. Make the Thoroughbred
get back here and do it.
MORGAN:
Me! Me! Me! Pleeease let me! I wanna do it! I'm gonna do it! I know how, really I do! Just
watch! My parole officer said it's okay, really! And when we're done we can go over to the neighbors and chase
their cats!
APPALOOSA:
Y'all are a bunch of losers. We don't need to change the lightbulb. I ain't scared of the dark. And
someone make that dang Morgan stop jumping up and down before I double barrel him.
HAFLINGER:
That thing I ate was a lightbulb?
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