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Not gonna touch it...NOT!
But c'mon! Look at their noses! They're ALL touching it!
And it be so soft an' senstive there, Me Bratling Tigger. Th' Cap'n loves t'stroke a fine filly.
Now...about that 3-way...
Well, I AM GOING TO TOUCH IT...well not IT, but it. You totally had me and that's the only reason I came over. I admit it, I'm a perv.
What now, a four-way? Oh no wait, it's a three-way in the comments section. LOLI can see the way to get readers over here is to put "sex" in the title. Okay, tomorrow I will post about "Tits!" Tsk, tsk.
Come now, Me Ornery Tiggah, if ye have t'be usin' yer fingers t'be keepin' track (pun intended).
Very funny, everybody. I guess I'm the only one who rushed over for the dead heat. But that one leg in the foreground, with the hoof beyond the finish line, doesn't look right. It looks like a back leg, but it can't be the back leg of any of these three.
Hey, Margo, those photo finish shots always look weird to me, too. It looks like the horses' legs are breaking at all their joints. Yikes! (Thank gawd it ain't so.) But I can assure you the pic isn't photoshopped, although it does kind of look like a back leg turned around, as you say. I think it might be two front legs from two different horses in the close grouping. At any rate, it's a famous photo I certainly didn't even know about until my wife put it up on our computer as a screensaver for a while. She captured it from Derby Trail, but indeed it is available all over the Internet; here is one source:http://tripledeadheat.blogspot.com/2008/09/united-way-turf-races-day-at-woodbine.htmlTriple Dead Heats, as I know you know, are rare; probably the most famous Triple Dead Heat was at Aqueduct in 1944:http://www.sportslegendsphotosinc.com/proddetail.php?prod=TripleDeadHeatBWAnyway, I thought it was a cool pic.
It is a cool pic, and I totally believed you about it being real, but the leg really caught my eye. My dad had a friend who always seemed to bet on horses that got themselves into tight photo finishes. Herb (swear his name was Herb) never could stand to just wait for the Official light to go up. He'd run downstairs and wait for the picture to post. He had this joke that he was going to buy up a bunch of horses and part of their training was going to be to stick their lips way out.
Ha! That's so true. Sometimes they win, I swear it seems so, by a mere lip hair.And naturally I always have bet the horse that winds up in second. D'oh!
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