I quit the horse trade long ago. I don't deal with geldings, mares, ponies, asses, what have you.
('Twas too easy.)
Why the need to be so crude, Edahn? Don't you see you are in the presence of a L-A-D-Y? (btw --> that's *me* bucko!)
So in other woooooorrrrddds ---- no.
Today is my day of rest. Not according to any religious or spiritual beliefs. But because of the belief there is enough residual beer staying in my stomach to get a good sized frat boy buzzed. I'm not trying to grow a beer gut.
Now *tomorrow* (and the next day)
That's another story.