By Dox on March 29, 2010 Verified by Email

I was visiting my uncle in Kingston for a few days, and was looking to rent a car. I went to Enterprise and asked them if they had a car that was alive, that defecated and urinated into a black leather pouch, and that resembled a mode of transportation from the 1800's. They referred me to Casey's Carriages.

For only six times the price of renting a car, I was able to ride something slower, smellier, antiquated, and alive - the closest thing I could get to a Chevy Cobalt.

The horse with a spoiler glued to its head costs an extra thirty bucks.

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By Dox on March 29, 2010 Verified by Email

I was visiting my uncle in Kingston for a few days, and was looking to rent a car. I went to Enterprise and asked them if they had a car that was alive, that defecated and urinated into a black leather pouch, and that resembled a mode of transportation from the 1800's. They referred me to Casey's Carriages.

For only six times the price of renting a car, I was able to ride something slower, smellier, antiquated, and alive - the closest thing I could get to a Chevy Cobalt.

The horse with a spoiler glued to its head costs an extra thirty bucks.

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