Everyone, meet Pinto. Pinto is a pony. Pinto’s mom is sick of his shit.
Why, you ask? Because every once in a while, she gets a phone call from a concerned passerby about the dead horse that’s laying on her property. While anyone else would break down after getting such a call, Pinto’s mom knows the truth. She’s onto his scheme.
Here’s what she had to say about a recent run-in with a contractor.
Electrical contractors called me. Ma’am you’ve got a dead horse here in your pasture.
No I don’t he plays dead all the time. Is his leg sticking straight up in the air?
Yes ma’am. I’m telling you he’s dead. The leg sticking up is because rigor mortis has set in ma’am, I know horses, I own a few.
Sir, my horse ain’t dead. He plays possum.