You're darn right I ate horse. I ate horse steak with a horseradish horse sausage and a double down that made me hoarse from how much I indulged in it.
A horse is a horse of course of course. And no one can talk to a horse of course. That is, of course, unless that horse is the famous Mr. Ed.
That's a lie. I ate Mr. Ed.
A horse is a course of course, and I can't talk with a mouthful of horse of course, because of course, that course of horse, was the wonderful Mr. Ed.
Ed's dead, baby. Ed's dead.