A French guy is having fun wakeboarding behind a Camargue horse.
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A strange combination of two sports can sometimes make the two disciplines even more fun. Surfing and horseback riding, in this case, seem to marry very well. This video shows a man pulled by a horse in the water with the help of a surf made the rounds of the network: who would ever have imagined a similar combination between two sport so apparently distant from each other? Yet …
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Stanley died in a fire and his body was burned badly. The morgue needed someone to identify the body, so they sent for his two best deer hunting friends, Cooter and Gomer. The three men had always hunted and fished together and were long time members of a hunting camp.
Cooter arrived first, and when the mortician pulled back the sheet, Cooter said, “Yup, his face is burned up pretty bad. You better roll him over.” The mortician rolled him over and Cooter said, “Nope, ain’t Stanley .” The mortician thought this was rather strange, So he brought Gomer in to confirm the identity of the body. Gomer looked at the body and said, “Yup, he’s pretty well-burnt up. Roll him over.” The mortician rolled him over and Gomer said, “No, it ain’t Stanley.” The mortician asked, “How can you tell?” Gomer said, “Well, Stanley had two ass-holes.” “What! He had two ass-holes?” asked the mortician. “Yup, we never seen ’em, but everybody used to say, there’s Stanley with them two ass-holes.” |
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Home Free performs “Champagne Taste (On a Beer Budget)”.
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The other day, I checked my bank account
I could swear it was the wrong amount
And I didn’t understand ’cause
I’d been workin’ hard
For the life of me, I didn’t know where it went
I hadn’t even paid the rent
Then the Mercedes pulled up in the yard
Oh, lord, I should have seen it comin’
This time I’m in deepNow I’m headin’ to the poorhouse
Or headin’ to jail
And if I end up there
I ain’t makin’ bail
And if it goes to court
I sure don’t have a case
‘Cause I ran out of money
Some time ago
But if you look at my wife
You’d never know
I’m afraid my baby’s got champagne taste
On a beer budgetWell. my throat dried up
And my heart just sunk
As she motioned me over
And popped the trunk
And I tried to ignore her absent-minded smile
And, boy, I was greeted by quite the crew
This Louis Vuitton and some Jimmy Choo
And that was just the fellas who were sittin’ on top of the pilei
I said, Baby, there’s a Walmart a block away
And I don’t think they sell these brandsNow I’m headin’ to the poorhouse
Or headin’ to jail
And if I end up there
I ain’t makin’ bail
And if it goes to court
I sure don’t have a case
‘Cause I ran out of money
Some time ago
But if you look at my wife
You’d never know
I’m afraid my baby’s got champagne taste
On a beer budgetAll the bills are in my name
*All the bills are in his name*
They’re gonna haul my ass away
*They’re gonna haul his ass away*
And I won’t see her pretty face at all
*No-o-o*
‘Cause the prison ls nowhere near the mallNow I’m headin’ to the poorhouse
Or headin’ to jail
And if I end up there
I ain’t makin’ bail
And if it goes to court
I sure don’t have a case
*Yee-haw*
‘Cause I ran out of money
Some time ago
But if you look at my wife
You’d never know
I’m afraid my baby’s got champagne taste
On a beer budgetOh, oh
