“Your pony, he said as he stomped toward me. "I'm the farrier who is here to fix your pony." "I thought you were a Hells Angel," I said. "I used to be," he replied. "But fighting all the time and being really drunk and nasty got boring. So now I just take care of animals.” FightingDrinkingBoringHells AngelsPonyBeing NastyFarriers Author:Jack Gantos