Good one.  I love it.

On Sat, 13 May 2000, Elaine Taylor wrote:

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> Date: Sat, 13 May 2000 06:20:13 EDT
> Subject:  A blonde decides to try horseback riding,
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>     Even though she
> has had no lessons or prior experience. She mounts the horse,
> unassisted, and the horse immediately springs into motion.  It
> gallops along at a steady and rhythmic pace, but the blonde
> begins to slip from the saddle. In terror,  she grabs for the
> horse's mane, but cannot seem to get a firm grip. She tries to
> throw her arms around the horse's neck, but she slides down the
> side of the horse anyway.  The horse gallops along, seemingly
> impervious to its slipping rider.
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> 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 .....
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>   Bill, the Wal-Mart greeter, sees her and unplugs the horse.
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