Beating a Dead Horse

I guess it's perfectly fine to beat a dead horse but what about a live one?   Why would you* want to abuse an animal?  It might just kick you in the head if you're not careful, like it did to our photographer, Steve.  That plate in Steve's head always puts the security screeners on edge, so today's lesson is not to abuse a horse.

We sent Steve out to get a picture of a horse on his camera-phone for this blog but he didn't want to go.  He said, "No fucking way!  I'm not getting near one of those motherfuckers!  Fuck you!  I can't go into an airport without a bunch of fucking pigs drawing down on me, fucker!"

Then he flipped his cigarette at us and ran off down the street and into the liquor store.  What a strange time to want a bag of Skittles.  Anyway, being Steve-less we had to come up with this rendering of a horse.  We think it turned out pretty good.  Can you tell it's a Clydesdale?

*Berating the reader is one of the few acceptable reasons to use the second person POV.