Strange Brew by John Deering for February 11, 2019

“Do you really want to know?”

“They were just horsing around.”

She came to visit the stud farm …

And liked what she saw…

In your case it was a fly by night sort of thing with your parents.

Riding bare-back?

They were just horsing around…

At the rodeo.

I’m not interested in how they met, I’m interested in how … I don’t think I’ll go there.

Mom went horseback riding naked. The rest is mithology…

Drunk in Tiajuana.

I think his mother was the mare. Otherwise, the birth would have been quite painful

It’s a sordid tale and you seem a bit too young to hear it.

At a dog and pony show.

At a Broadway show called “Equus”.

Oh yuck.

Stag Party and a Stripper.

My dad was a trick cowboy trying to mount his horse from behind… evidently he miss judged how high to jump

“My dad’s Bojack Horseman, and…”

“My father was a Gemini and my mother was born in the Chinese year of the horse.”

All comments looked ALIVE today.

At a Furry convention.

In a bar with Doogie Houser and Buffy’s friend Willow.

At an archery competition (held in December – Sagittarius), of course! Everyone knows that centaurs only come from other centaurs . . . sheesh!

Love spring in Xanth.

Well, it’s kind of a funny story…