Back in the day, I knew a girl that owned a floating fire-breathing mini-horse! She was so lucky, and always so happy, because she traveled all over with this creature, to India and China, and even to school. You can see the evidence above... I was so jealous, but she was very nice, and let me ride the horse from time to time!
This next picture shows a wonderful memory of mine. We were on a bombing mission over Bloahdfahekd Land, with our drunken polar bear pilot at the controls. I was in charge of the lights, making sure we could see ahead. My neighbor (the one with the floating fire-breathing mini-horse) was in charge of dropping bombs. We were really good at blowing stuff up. I was so proud of our blowing stuff up skills.
