scatty_mare
Well-Known Member
I would like some help getting revenge on my arch nemesis.
He is a 65 year old scraggy old hunchback with a face like a scrotum and I hold him personally responsible for directly causing career-ending injuries to both my horses. In both cases he knew exactly what he was doing but somehow it didnt matter.
My horses have long since moved off his yard but his presence is still inflicted upon me out hunting, where he invariable gallops past way out of control, and cuts you up 3 strides out from a fence, then stops at it. He often lands in it which gives me small consolation
He has 3 main topics of conversation. They are:
1. When am I going to have my worthless horses shot.
2. Stupid namby pamby thoroughbreds should never have been born. Should be shot.
3. Dont I look dashing on my prancing uncontrollable black horse.
Actually it is completely irrelevant whether there are too many thoroughbreds bred each year (of course there are) and whether my horses should be shot (not while they are healthy and happy and I have a home for them) but it really gets on my wick. So I have made it my business to cut him down with witty remarks. My aim is to get him to understand:
1. Horses need to be looked after all the time, not just when you are in the mood. Looking at my horses every day is not mollycoddling them.
2. Riding at big hedges and rails at a flat out gallop, and with his horses head pinned onto its chest because he is hanging onto its myler combination bit to keep his balance is not safe. Nor is it fair on his unfit horse.
3. I do not care what he thinks about my horses and their monetary worth and he does not need to give his opinion every single time we meet.
4. Women do not, and never will, find him attractive. Unless *perhaps* they are blind, deaf, and do not have a sense of smell. But its a long shot.
The problem is that whatever I say to him, however witty and disparaging my remarks, however cutting my put downs, he just laughs it off. Ive delivered some killer lines, honestly, Ive spewed wit at him, and it just rolls off his slimy little hunchback.
Even more aggravating is that he usually blames my cutting comments on hormones. And THEN he makes some seedy and nauseating comment about how feisty women really twiddle his knobs.
For the record I would rather poke out my eyes with a hoof pick than twiddle his knobs.
So now I need a new and clever way to get through to him. Please please please help inspire me!
Thank you
He is a 65 year old scraggy old hunchback with a face like a scrotum and I hold him personally responsible for directly causing career-ending injuries to both my horses. In both cases he knew exactly what he was doing but somehow it didnt matter.
My horses have long since moved off his yard but his presence is still inflicted upon me out hunting, where he invariable gallops past way out of control, and cuts you up 3 strides out from a fence, then stops at it. He often lands in it which gives me small consolation

He has 3 main topics of conversation. They are:
1. When am I going to have my worthless horses shot.
2. Stupid namby pamby thoroughbreds should never have been born. Should be shot.
3. Dont I look dashing on my prancing uncontrollable black horse.
Actually it is completely irrelevant whether there are too many thoroughbreds bred each year (of course there are) and whether my horses should be shot (not while they are healthy and happy and I have a home for them) but it really gets on my wick. So I have made it my business to cut him down with witty remarks. My aim is to get him to understand:
1. Horses need to be looked after all the time, not just when you are in the mood. Looking at my horses every day is not mollycoddling them.
2. Riding at big hedges and rails at a flat out gallop, and with his horses head pinned onto its chest because he is hanging onto its myler combination bit to keep his balance is not safe. Nor is it fair on his unfit horse.
3. I do not care what he thinks about my horses and their monetary worth and he does not need to give his opinion every single time we meet.
4. Women do not, and never will, find him attractive. Unless *perhaps* they are blind, deaf, and do not have a sense of smell. But its a long shot.
The problem is that whatever I say to him, however witty and disparaging my remarks, however cutting my put downs, he just laughs it off. Ive delivered some killer lines, honestly, Ive spewed wit at him, and it just rolls off his slimy little hunchback.
Even more aggravating is that he usually blames my cutting comments on hormones. And THEN he makes some seedy and nauseating comment about how feisty women really twiddle his knobs.
For the record I would rather poke out my eyes with a hoof pick than twiddle his knobs.
So now I need a new and clever way to get through to him. Please please please help inspire me!
Thank you
