Dear Joe B.,
From the looks of your picture, I'd say you are already the envy of a lot of farmers and ranchers, a very small group of women, and quite a few Clinton supporters (they say the bend is in I hear). Be that as it may, I feeeel your pain.
What to do? It depends on what kind of centaur you are:
(1) Legend has it that one specie of centaurs is a descendant of an evil beast driven out of society by both man and god. They cast their shadows across this world, never staying in the same area for more then a year, always moving on to new territory in which they can cause havoc and ruin lives.
(2) The descendants of the brilliant Chiron, on the other hand, are civilized and live pleasant lives much like any other inhabitant of this world.
If you are causing havoc, then I would say, go move in with Mr. Chicken's cousin.
If you are good natured, but your only problem is a strong like for horses (I am assuming female gender -- if not, then move in with cousin shorty), then I would say, in your current state, get a horse head mask, go to a horse ranch, sneak in, and use your talents until you die a happy centaur.
I remain,
SOROS
ps there are others with your condition -- perhaps you can track down one of them (see below -- this would perhaps relieve your internal conflict of choosing horse over woman and vice versa
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