If there is one thing I hate drawing, it's horses. I don't like horses to begin with anyway. Now I have to draw them. They just aren't graceful. They're ugly to draw. I don't like them. Have I mentioned that enough already?
I've got to redraw this strip for editorial reasons, so here is a chance to see what would have been published
It's Melbourne Cup day again. Same time every year. Same time every year that people gain an amazing sense of prediction as to the winner of the race. The sense that comes after a few champagnes. Champagne bottles that is.
I'm not betting this year, which has disappointed many to say the least. Every year (about 14 of the races) I have managed to pick the winner but only win small amounts. I'd have to tip all as to who I thought would win. Out of shere luck, I happened to choose the winner. Every year since I have been making others richer. Bastards. Not this year.
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