Daddy Saddle - Humiliate Your Dad, Texas Style!
I marvel at all you dads out there. Hacking away at the fierce world that has turned its shoulder against you, making a way for your family, your children. Occasionally you sit back, trying to enjoy the life you've built from freakin' scratch... with that piercing look of intense pride, like Barbara Stanwyck looking out over the back forty.
Okay, that was a pretty tortured onslaught of imagery, even for me...
Okay, so I can understand that you dads will do anything for your kids. I also remember rare horsey rides eliciting a "ya-hoo" or two out of this cowpoke. The Daddy Saddle is taking us into a whole weird area, though... Are you dads out there telling me that when Mr. Junior Rodeo asks to saddle you up, making you look even more like the pack animal you already feel like, you say "giddyap, pardner"? Thank goodness Kenner (who also offered a pulse-pounding milkcow action playset) didn't include an oat bag too.
Certainly this is such a crazy product, that it could only come from a more innocent past, right? Wrong. There are several companies that manufacture this same product today. One is called the "Daddle" and recommends that you also get knee pads.
There's not much more I can add to that. Right, Trigger?
Get your Daddle at Amazon (oh, and please don't search for "daddle" on Amazon and don't look at the fourth result - Thanks.)