Oh King, to whom shall I send the bill for cleaning the horse pucky from the streets? Two hundred horses and three hundred remounts produce quite a bit of, well, "hoss leavin's." We can't wash it into the Portneuf River or the EPA'll be on us like stink on...like flies on a gutwagon. The city doesn't want to clean it up, and 'most all of the crack shots and crack riders have either gone home or wandered off. Bobby Joe's Manure Haulin' and Barbecue will take care of it, but they want to get paid. So, where do I send the bill? (I think that I can fix up those complaints about paternity and busted-up bars.)