Yes, it's true. I like bad boys. Have you noticed that they are always getting into some kind of unexplainable mischief. Maybe to them living life on the edge brings a hallowed feeling to the everyday. When you ride with a bad boy, the wind is in your hair; the horse is in a full gallop; and laughter resonates through the woods...the stars are out; the air is crisp; and the moon is bright. Yes, give me a bad boy any day. And give me a Sunday afternoon ride. Who knows where you will end up? If you're lucky, it will be someplace you've never been before. If you're there with a bad boy, it is certain to be someplace you will never forget. They just live and laugh. Their eyes crinkle around the edges with a mystery you can't resist. Yes, they are always thinking they have outfoxed the dame. Maybe they have; maybe they haven't. Time will tell. Here's to all the (good) bad boys out there. Don't ever stop.
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