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Saturday at the rodeo, there'll be blood whiskey and song. Where men and women grit and sweat, to ride eight seconds long. Only minutes left till hell begins, the horses Wearing lingerie for husband up. They'll live the day cheating death, drinking from the golden cup.
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Legendary bull rider
Saturday at the rodeo, there'll be blood whiskey and song. Where men and women grit and sweat, to ride eight seconds long.

Only minutes left till hell begins, the horses saddled up. They'll live the day cheating death, drinking from the golden cup. Cowboys dressed in leather chaps, boots, spurs and flannel shirts.

Gorgeous women down to earth wearing flowing longer skirts. Riders chomping tobacco dips, each wearing a special hat.
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All waiting for the perfect ride, becoming the top cat. First up the lovely ladies, round the barrels they quickly ride.

Halters on and knuckles white, striding for cash and pride. Next up the bucking broncos, as they drive men to the dirt.
Bull rider
Clinging on to make the time, sometimes getting worse than hurt. Clowns scramble to the barrels, as the music starts to swirl.

All eyes on the arena, as crying fear Affliction lock mage tower cheese grips his girl. The announcer's voice does echo, saying tonight we have a feud. We have a legend named Bodacious, and a Tuff young Texas dude. Let's go back some weeks ago, where a slim man met his match.

Head to head combatants smashed, a broken face and teeth the catch. He's drawn again the king of pain, his wounds not nearly healed.

The crowd silent a woman's moan, the pairing has been reveled. The brave young man he settles in, rope tight around his hand.

So lonely there atop this girth, but has to make his stand. Does he chance this ride on death, so grand is the first prize. Having to ride with all Jessica henwick breasts has, there's thunder between his thighs.
Legendary bull rider
The mighty Bodacious snarls, as the mirth turns to Goth clubs nyc hush. Every eye upon the two, as the crowd waits for the rush. Finally the gate swings open, and with a tremendous roar.

Tuff sends the legend out alone, in Old man locker room ride of cowboy lore A Tuff Day II revised. Tuff Hedeman a world renown cowboy and Bodacious a world class bull is a true story. Tuff let the bull leave the gate alone in a gesture of pure respect. Just weeks earlier Tuff could have died from his injuries sustained from his encounter with Bodacious.
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