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Ride the bull

There is a part of my brain that causes me to engage in certain troublesome activities.  When this part of my brain is presented with some choice to do something that I may never again get to do my life, this part of my brain forces me to consent.  While living in Costa Rica, I ended up on top of a bull in cowboy boots borrowed from a real, working cowboy.  I only informed my mother of this decision once I was safely back in the good ol’ US of A.

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