Melvin Rutherford Bartholomew IV said: August 1, 2009 12:00 pm PST
For one score and three years I have proudly called this shining city of Goshen my native land. Goshen, as we all know, is Algonquin speak for "Land of the Horse People", a proud and majestic tradition we've carried up until the present time. Much like mystic Knights of Rohan, we've relied on these magical creatures to work our fields, tow our carts, and, in times where our maidens were infertile, bear our fruit. Often times I like to sit and watch the noble steed I was issued at birth, along with my surname and repeating rifle, gallop through the endless plains of this fertile countryside and I think to myself, "Could anywhere else on this great orb be as civilized? Could anywhere else be so great?" Surely, dear reader, you recognize the answer to this question is "No" and then after you punch me square in the face you ask why I would dare ponder such an absurd query, to which I reply "Because I am drunk on moonshine and what else is there to do in this town?"
-Melvin Rutherford Bartholomew IV