I'm in the winners circle one night after steering one home and there's some jambroni screaming at me the second I get off the bike. You cocksucker cost me the exacta. You cheating Fuckers (the horse was either 3/5 or 4/5). I hope you fall off and get run over. Fuck you and your momma.
I'm trying to ignore him but the owners are taking forever to get down the apron and this guy is getting louder and now he's hitting the fence with his rolled up program. He even said that he hoped a gypsy would give me cancer. Finally the photo is done and I'm walking out of the winners circle and the guy says, Hey buddy, any tips for the next race?