'Sleeper'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
sumi, it says on that You Tube page that it's from 1997.
The incident happened in the Criterium International, not the Tour de France, in 1997 in the south west of France near Toulouse. The horse left the field only 20km from the finish of the race. Thankfully nothing serious happened to any of the riders.
A whole bunch of great and/or funny graffiti: [link]
I think my fave was the "Beware of the Dog" one, but a lot of good ones here....
Do they really serve horse meat? I thought (hoped?) that was just a wacky myth.
Personally, I have never known anyone who ate horsemeat. Of course, my grandfather was there for the entire battle of Verdun (most of 1916) and, let's just say, it was forbidden to serve horsemeat in his house for the rest of his life.
::gapes::
I suppose they're not really that different from beef cattle aside from all the romanticizing of "trusted steeds" in Western culture. But I'm still not that eager to try a flank steak from Mr. Ed.
Apparently, one of the bikers ran into a labrador earlier this week.
That's what I saw on a TV a few days ago. Wasn't 100% what had happened (the sound was off), but it looked odd.
But I'm still not that eager to try a flank steak from Mr. Ed.
Also, I think I'd avoid any horse dish that metioned apples.
I suppose they're not really that different from beef cattle aside from all the romanticizing of "trusted steeds" in Western culture. But I'm still not that eager to try a flank steak from Mr. Ed.
Yeah. I heard Mr. Ed really slept around....
Though, MMMM - Trigger burgers.
I suppose they're not really that different from beef cattle aside from all the romanticizing of "trusted steeds" in Western culture.
That's the thing. Wilbur and Lambchop aside, there are certain cultural lines that don't get crossed. Dogs are PETS. So are cats. Horses are to be ridden, and to save the day, and all that. Weird.
Yeah, I don't want to try it anyway.
I've also lost my appetite for lunch.
I wouldn't eat horse because I have all those romantic attitudes about horses. But I suppose that's no more logical than my niece who won't eat venison because of Bambi. (I always offer to take her share of the chicken-fried venison steak.)