Partially charred horse
I had a mate who was into caving, and went with him once
The cave was on this old blokes property deep in the high country in victoria, australia. My mate knew him and we were to stay the night there. He was a toothless redfaced whitebearded drunk who had covered every inch of his house, walls, ceiling and floorboards, with fullfrontal gash shots he'd cut out of porn mags. We sank beers with him all night and it quickly became apparent that he was bitter, paranoid and off his fucking rocker. He told us some story about him growing cannabis for money. Not knowing what to do he'd taken all the plants down to the town pub to try and sell it, where he'd got ripped off by a some young blokes from the city. "Young blokes like fuckin you" he said, glaring at me. We shared a joint and he started talking some nonsense about spaceships and his various fallings out with the other locals. I wasn't really following what he said when he stood up and started yelling "Cunts! Cunts! Cunts!" and kicking over all the furniture in the room. It was his own furniture so I didn't try to stop him, but it was all a bit disconcerting. It was a freezing night, and a horse I'd seen tethered up outside was dead the next morning. He decided to burn it where it lay. I was skeptical but we helped drag some wood around it and get the fire going. The smell of burning hair was quite strong, but the fire wasn't nearly big enough. When we left to go caving the horse was more or less fully intact, and only partially charred on on its midsection.
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