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I love the whippers.
You know, the guys who use the rolled up form to whip themselves?
Especially when they change hands in the stretch.
When they win, they walk away like, "There. I got it done!"
When they lose the walk away swearing at the jockey for not wanting to win the race at 40/1.
You know... the nobody jock who could really use a paycheck; who might have had somebody put $10 on the nose for him and the $400 would really matter?
Yeah, that guy is going to stiff the horse near the wire.
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