 |
| Equiferus Arcus Pluvius |
A Tijuana Zebra was enjoying a warm Tijuana afternoon, resting his painted rump on a wooden fence, swishing away the Tijuana flies.
"I may just be a donkey painted to look like an African horse for the touristas," said the donkey. "But life is pretty good."
The flies agreed as they buzzed around his rump.
Somewhere, in the distance, a piñata met an untimely end to the delight of some Tijuana children.
Such is life. In Tijuana.