31 Replies to “Honey, I Finished The Internet”

    1. Or can take pleasure in the harmless, unexpected, and fun. Your choice.

      Stopping to smell the flowers is seen as a waste of time by many.

  1. Ha! Thousands on lessons and horse leases (and those who been around horses, know that these beautiful creatures are always finding a way to finish themselves); countless hours picking stalls; trailing to-and-fro; ribbons earned through hard work and horsemanship. And you tell me that all what was needed was… a prop and my own jumping skills?! Holy crap, my family was robbed.

  2. I was going to ask if a dirt-bike could identify as a hobby horse, then saw the number of jumps/hops that were expected. There has to be some way that the woke could play or ruin this, but what? (No, that’s not a challenge.)

      1. Well done! I winced whilst reading. (On the assumption that the testiculars were still attached to the individulicar to whom they originally belonged.)

        Those are words, right? Jeff Foxworthy speaks in engle-ish, right?

  3. L – Am I the only one, who thinks the Finnish Hobbyhorse races
    reminds me of Saskatoon City Council meetings?

    1. I disagree – some of those jumps look hard. I’m not sure I could have done all of them in my younger days, but there’s no way this grandpa could do them all today.

      Otoh, I do love the earnestness on their faces as they proceed through the dressage steps.

  4. Firstly, it’s already been done by Monty Python in “Grail” and secondly, do they make their own “clip clop” sounds?

  5. She’s a fine little filly.

    Little on the skinny side.

    And the puppet on a stick is stupid too.

  6. Oh well. At least it’s a horse on a stick. In Canada it would be a squid on a noodle.

  7. Used to be a men’s league, but there were too many painful and serious . . . injuries.

  8. I saw a clip from this last night. These people are having a lot of fun. I have to admit, though, that the whole time I was watching, I could hear coconut shells going clop clip in the back of my head.

  9. My parents were both Finnish. They hated the culture. The LAST thing they wanted me to learn was the language.

    1. I was once in Helsinki and a had a very friendly conversation with a local shopkeeper who spoke excellent English. I said rather lightly that I should try to learn Finnish and he got quite suddenly serious, and told me, “Oh no, don’t do that to yourself! It’s far too hard! We wouldn’t learn it if we didn’t have to.”

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