It must be spring….

A few years back, I wrote one of those posts that satisfies my puerile id.

Something about a man charged with bestiality with horses and donkeys not having a …errr….stable address…..

It went unnoticed for all this time until last month when it went (for me, anyway…) positively viral.

I’m not sure who’s reading it, but I’ve been receiving anonymous phone calls that end abruptly with “heehaw”…

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