A pinch-eyed man dressed in slacks and a blazer, sauntered his way up to a gilded stable one autumn day in the countryside. Spying a tall man who seemed to have an eye on things, he walked over to him and said hello. "Howdy buddy," he said, "My name's Lanny. I'm interested in adopting the race horse you have available."
"Alright", said the tall man, turning around and pushing open a sliding door into the stable. "This horse means a whole lot to me." The man stopped for a second. "Unfortunately it was traumatized by another horse a while ago and has run from me ever since."
"Alright", said the tall man, turning around and pushing open a sliding door into the stable. "This horse means a whole lot to me." The man stopped for a second. "Unfortunately it was traumatized by another horse a while ago and has run from me ever since."