[ here he comes around again— WHY DOES THIS THING HAVE AN ENGINE KIND OF THING STRAPPED TO IT— and the horse nearly passes them again, only to rear up on it's hind legs and ... — PLOP falls Gin-san.
The horse seems to settle down once the object is off of his back and whips it's tail. Gintoki lies there in the snow, rather stunned, merely looking up at the sky. Fuck horses, man. ]
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[ here he comes around again— WHY DOES THIS THING HAVE AN ENGINE KIND OF THING STRAPPED TO IT— and the horse nearly passes them again, only to rear up on it's hind legs and ... —
PLOP falls Gin-san.
The horse seems to settle down once the object is off of his back and whips it's tail. Gintoki lies there in the snow, rather stunned, merely looking up at the sky.
Fuck horses, man. ]