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I saw the ponies run.

It was beauty, strength, and math, all wrapped in a soggy day with a side of delicious, delicious minidonuts. That's right. I'm talking about Snakes on a Plane. Across the misty, damp raceway, the sculpted thoroughbreds streaked to a photo finish directly below me. As a newcomer to the sport, I must say that I was quite impressed. The pageantry and vernacular alone surprised me. Here, in the heart of Minnesota, a man with a long horn signaled the start of the race as the colorfully clad jockeys prodded their steeds towards the finish, busting out of the gates and turning hopes into cash for the spectators nearby. Inside the grandstand was a plethora of Minnesotan fare, including Pronto Pups, Leinie's, and, of course, minidonuts.

As an added bonus, I got a free "Gate Crew" t-shirt.

I win.

"It's the hOrses!"

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  • I'm ndNips
  • From Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States
  • The Irish Gopher is an Advanced Ph.D Candidate at the University of Minnesota where he spends most of his time getting scalded while dressed up as a bunny. In his free time, he religiously stalks the University of Notre Dame football team as well as Steven P Jobs. Also, he is really bad at generating nicknames for people.
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