Nope. My misses got me some chocolate though. I cant go wrong, my misses is a pisser she sees right through all that bullshit.
In her teens for a bet she rode her horse in and through the main bar in the Exchange Hotel in Foster in south Gippsland here.
That is pretty cool my daughter and sister-in-law are horse mad, sis in law teaches disabled kids etc, last year she did a sponsored race and kicked all the guys asses racing tractors, HGV's and a fire truck:-)
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