Tires are made out of horse tails. What's a horse? Are you a horse? I don't think I'm a horse. If I were a horse, don't you think they'd tell me? I wonder what it's like to be a horse. One time my friend Chester thought that he was a horse but I never saw him again. Maybe the horses took him away. I hate those friggin' horses, even if I don't know what they are. Yeah, you see that? That's called continuity.