A: There are thousands of laps every year in horse racing, but there's on one that matters.
The lap of the jockey who won the Preakness.
And that would be me.
Why don't you have a seat?
Pants make my delicate skin chafe, so I usually don't wear them.
Please, don't run.
I'm so very lonely.
And my tiny jockey legs will make it impossible to catch you.