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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Oct 8, 2007 0:54:17 GMT -5
Real Life.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Oct 9, 2007 9:01:29 GMT -5
( ah ooooooooooooook now I gotcha)
Hey get away from that horse Dixie said jumping down from Spirits back. I let her out so let her be.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Oct 17, 2007 4:48:23 GMT -5
Image screamed in pain,a bloodchilling sound.one trainer stood up,but the rest kepty kicking at her.The one who was standing up had threatening body language,and he spoke coldly.
Why??we're her trainers,we can do what we want. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Oct 22, 2007 18:45:45 GMT -5
Welll you no longer are her trainers Dixie hissed your all fired and if you dont leave my land I will have to use force and I promise you you will not like my force method.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Nov 16, 2007 0:56:30 GMT -5
one of them folded his arms and looked her straight in the eye.l
You can't fire us,we aren't your workers to fire.Holly is. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Nov 16, 2007 16:22:55 GMT -5
Who in the hell is Holly and plus your on my land I can do whatever I want when I want so your tresspassign you know what that mean dont ya you little piece of crap Dixie glared with her intimidating brown eyes which held a steely glaze cause she was pissed.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Nov 18, 2007 1:51:00 GMT -5
The trainer folded his arms and watched her.
Holly owns Image.May have heard of her.Gratis,Sky Over Miami,Makybe Diva,Efficient.Purple Moon? |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Nov 19, 2007 19:19:40 GMT -5
Maybe you have heard of me Dixie Elizabeth Crone was Canyon 4 time antional barrel racing / Pole bending champ and I would recommend you dont F*** with me and I havent met Holly so if you so kindly call her so i can have a talk with her or otherwise leave tha d**n horse alone or the cops shall come out here to investigate a muder scene and it wont be me under the black tarp I hate to break it to ya buddy but I dont take a fancy in horse beaters.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Nov 20, 2007 1:47:36 GMT -5
The trainer handed her a phone,with Holly's name on the speed dial.He studied her coldly,proudly.Too proud. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Nov 20, 2007 16:07:20 GMT -5
Dixie felt proud she had made the trainer go quiet. As she pressed the button on speed dial she waited as the phone rang several times. She grew impatient maybe she could calm down a bit so she didnt bite this Holly girls head off with her viscious vocabulary.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Nov 22, 2007 1:54:38 GMT -5
Holly picked up her phone.Frowing slightly as she saw the trainers name,she answered it and asked,worriedly.
Hello?What's up? |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Nov 23, 2007 10:00:21 GMT -5
Hello this is Dixie Canyon owner of Angel Ranch may I ask you WHAT THE HELL YOUR TRAINER IS DOING BEATING A HORSE ON MY PROPERTY.....she breathed heavily in the receiver trying her best to calm her already strained nerves. She waited...she glanced every now and then towards the trainer she didnt trust him after all he might try to rape her or something so she didnt trust him to easily.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Nov 23, 2007 18:20:25 GMT -5
Image half closed her eyes,her breathing raspy as blood rose in her throat.She choked and tried valiantly to stand,holding one leg up.It was at an odd angle.Holly stared wide eyed at the receiver,a stunned silence.Then:
oh my god!!Tell him he's fired!Right now!Which horse?Oh my god..Thank you so much for telling me..Get them off it..It'd better not be Image,he drugged her once and she does NOT trust humans..Is she okay?? |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Nov 23, 2007 20:12:40 GMT -5
Dixie glared at the guy and spoke you get the hell off this property now or I will call the cops. Dixie was big and bad but she couldnt do much cause she was pregnant she had limitations. Dixie looked back at the horse oh my god she breathed Holly you might want to get over here something is wrong Dixie walked slowly over to the horse hand held out trying to calm the injured horse.
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Post by »BI_ã!d I)r\/\/g« on Nov 23, 2007 22:57:39 GMT -5
Holly paled at those words.She wasn't far away,about 5 kays.
Oh,god..I'll be right there..
image choked,trying her hardest to get up,blood tricking down the corner of her mouth.Her ebony coat was dark with sweat and she whinnied to the other horse desperately,her leg twisted forwards.The trainer sblack personed and left.
A few minutes later Holly showed up,racing towards the obvious accident scene. |
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