A single mildly bumpy ride won’t turn you into an NFL domestic abuser, but over the course of 20+ years? And if you were on horses or in rickety carts from the time you were a squishy infant? Boom, curdled grey matter.
No horses = no war, no murder, just pure enlightenment and peace on Earth.
Beware the horse 👀
Clearly, you’ve never headed a ball in soccer. That’s quite a good bonk on the noggin, and still nothing close to riding a horse— which, I feel needs adding at this point: you don’t ride a horse with your head.
But now I’m reminded of back in the 90s before they banned the flip-throw and kids were breaking their necks trying it.
You sure about that?