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Friday, November 19, 2010

When They Say "Pink Horse" They Mean A Pink-Ass Mothereffing Horse

Posted by Marjorie Skinner on Fri, Nov 19, 2010 at 3:08 PM

Tomorrow night at Bodyvox (1714 NW Overton) there is a big breast cancer benefit sponsored by Let 'Er Buck—the official fragrance of the Pendleton Roundup (It's a real thing, they sent me a bottle. It smells like cowboys, only cleaner.) There will be live music by the Hanson Family Singers and the Water Tower Bucket Boys, cowboys and cowgirls "roping stuff," and a photo area where you can have your photo taken with a pink horse. A horse that they dyed pink. Because breast cancer.


While this strongly resembles the plans I had to dye my white cat pink with beet juice so he could be the Pink Panther for Halloween (although that master plan ended up not happening (this year), beet juice + white cat always = fun), I wonder if PETA might stage a counter-benefit to save the horse. From embarrassment. Or maybe he feels fancy? Regardless, they are clearly in it to win it. The fight against breast cancer, that is. The party starts at 7, and a donation gets you in the door. PINK ATTIRE STRONGLY SUGGESTED.

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