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A husband and wife decide to take a vacation to the Grand Canyon. For an afternoon excursion, they go on a horse back ride down one side of the canyon.

About an hour after setting out, the wife's horse becomes awnry, throwing it's head about and not keeping pace with the group. The wife jerks back the reigns, dismounts, and walks to the front of the horse. Looking him directly in the eye, she rares back and bitch slaps the horse across the muzzle.

"That's one," she tells the horse.

She mounts him again and continues on. Another hour or so passes and the horse begins his antics again, completely stopping this time and refusing to resume his pace. Dismounting, the wife walks to the front of the horse and punches him on his nose.

"That's two," she calmly tells the horse again.

Again, the woman mounts the horse and gets him going. By this time, the guide and husband are starting to wonder about the woman's temper.

When the horse starts giving her trouble for the third time, she jerks back on the reigns, jumps off, grabs the shotgun that's on the back of her saddle, and shoots the horse point blank in the head.

"That's three, " she tells the corpse.

"What the hell were you thinking??" the husband exaperates to his wife.

Peacefully looking at the man she loves, she says "That's one."