Dark Side of the Horse by Samson for September 09, 2011
Transcript:
Horace: I finally decided to bury the hatchet with my neighbor. Sine: Great! Horace: When I had dug the hole, and was going to shove the hatchet into it, my neighbor began to yell at me that the hatchet was his and then...he called me a thief and I called him a liar and, long story short, the hatchet remains unburied.
“I cannot tell a lie; my neighbor did it.”