The Stink Of Shit

Call me strange, but I've always liked the smell of horse-shit.

Now, hear me out.

In copious (or stale) amounts, horse-shit can stink the same as any other shit. But when it's fresh, it pretty much just smells like wet, slightly fermented hay.

And that reminds me of wide open spaces. It reminds me of time-to-ride. It reminds me of no fences, no walls. Of a wide, wide world out there to explore. Of freedom.

I smell fresh-(ish) horse-shit, and my ridin' boots are ready.

Now cow-shit (a.k.a. bull-shit), on the other hand, has always stunk to high heaven to me. Those fuckers don't just slightly digest their food—they have three stomachs! And by the time it makes it out the other end... Well, it smells like shit.

I have had this argument with people a number of times over the years—people who maintain that the two smell equally of shit. And on most days, I'd stand my ground and maintain my position.

But not today. Today I have had to rethink the whole “horse-shit versus bull-shit” controversy a bit.

You see, while I may swear up one side o’ the creek and down the other that horse-shit smells better than bull-shit, the history of my actions would suggest that my preferences otherwise.

Because, for a girl who hates the smell of bull-shit, I sure have been taken-in by it enough.

Here's to being true to one's own predilections, and learning to spot bull-shit when you smell it.