A horse and a man walk into a bar. The man sits down, as does the horse. Both already drunk are fumbling around with the deck of cards set on the table.
Shuffling through the deck and waiting patiently for his drink the horse notices the bartender, “wow she’s a stallion” the horse says. The man follows this remark with a quick glare. He agrees with the horse by saying “man, if that didn’t get my jockey up I’d start to think maybe I’m gay.” Followed by a roaring yet playful laughter from the two of them.
Out of no where the man full of testosterone and anxiety grabs the horse by his Maine and they both start violently making out. Throbbing the man is, grabs the horses ass and with all his force he tries to overcome the horse in a sexual strength battle. Both weary from the long day give it their all to out match the other, to assert dominance. The man grabs the horse by the horses thick and coarse tail and yanks it towards him, ultimately giving him the upper hand in the fight for the male role. Finally the horse accepts the defeat, laying thinking about all that this has changed in his life and his perception on their relationship when he feels the warm but soothing breathing of the man. The horse turns around to see the man holding up the ace card from the deck mentioned earlier. The man says to the horse,