In a message dated 5/13/00 1:34:58 PM, [log in to unmask] writes:

<< > Finally, giving up her frail grip, the blonde attempts to leap away
> from the horse and throw herself to safety.  Unfortunately, her foot
> has become entangled in the stirrup, she is now at the mercy of
> the horse's pounding hooves as her head is struck against the ground
> over and over.
> As her head is battered against the ground, she is mere moments
> away from unconsciousness when to her great fortune .....
>
>
> scroll down . . . . .
>   .
>   .
>   .
>   .
>   .
>   .
>   .
>   Bill, the Wal-Mart greeter, sees her and unplugs the horse.
> >>

Good one, makes my day.

Bobby