I live with a man who owns five, count 'em, five pairs of cowboy boots, and three cowboy hats. Despite a long-time aversion to country music, I actually asked to hear Shania Twain at our committment party. The song I listen to to cheer myself up is "Heads Carolina, Tails California" which for the record is twangy.
Every once in a while I stop and think to myself how did this happen? Well, now I think we all know.
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Save a horse, ride a cowboy.
pretty much.
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