I just keep dragging it on the ground, it’s gotten so worn
Here you are, students: the official Finishing School song. Listen or download at your whim and fancy.
I for one have already added it to my “Light Tumbling in Petticoats” playlist and “Songs for Shooting Down Sky Pirates”.
Oh look! It’s Wonder Woman! And she’s wearing Wonder Woman clothes. Except they’re armored. So they’ll protect her in a fight. And she doesn’t have her breasts out. Or her midriff. And she’s not twisting her spine to show her ass. In fact she looks incredibly badass.
And here DC had me thinking such a thing was just artistically impossible.
The story that I want to tell you cannot be found in a book. They say the history of the West was written from the saddle of a horse, but it’s never been told from the heart of one… not ‘til now. I was born here, in this place that would come to be called the Old West, but to my kind the land was ageless. It had no beginning and no end, no boundary between earth and sky. Like the wind and the buffalo grass, we belonged here. We would always belong here. They say the mustang is the spirit of the West. Whether that West was won or lost in the end, you’ll have to decide for yourself, but the story I wanna tell you is true. I was there and I remember. I remember the sun and the sky and the wind calling my name, in a time when wild horses ran free.