Sorry,

its the new Luv2.

I beat dead horses, and watch as they dont change.

Im getting quite good at it,

getting lots of practice.

I admire you for that. What spirit! What giving!! Because it sure feels much better to the living horses than if you beat the live horses.

Dead and living horses both love you for this. You are doing a public service by beating dead horses.

Luv, you are deadly good.

Luv, I get the feeling that you are the irate camel who had enough of its driver.

In camel countries, the camel drivers know that there comes a point in a camel's life (this is actually not a joke) when the camel had just about enough. The camel driver will throw his own coat on the ground, and the camel will stomp on it, kick it, bite it, throw it in the air and kick it again, bite, kick, stomp.

This goes on for a long while, after which the camel calms down and he or she is good for another 10,000 miles.

The smart camel driver can sense when to get out of his coat. If he does not, they have to advertise for a new camel driver on the Internet.

You are very perceptive, Andrew.

Now, give me your coat,

so that I may crap upon it!

I didnt mean that personally.

I would be happy, to crap upon,

anyones coat at this time.