Samuel Pepys is a dick, part III

Wednesday 15 January 1667/68

[...] and so walked by moonlight to Deptford, where I have not been a great while, and my business I did there was only to walk up and down above la casa of Bagwell, but could not see her, it being my intent to have spent a little time con her, she being newly come from her husband; but I did lose my labour, and so walked back again, but with pleasure by the walk, and I had the sport to see two boys swear, and stamp, and fret, for not being able to get their horse over a stile and ditch, one of them swearing and cursing most bitterly; and I would fain, in revenge, have persuaded him to have drove his horse through the ditch, by which I believe he would have stuck there. But the horse would not be drove, and so they were forced to go back again, and so I walked away homeward, and there reading all the evening, and so to bed.

So just because Pepys gets cockblocked, he does his pathetic best to ruin everyone else's evening. Oh, and deprive two kids of their horse. Luckily the horse had better sense.
( Some historical erotica (not involving horses) below )

Looking up links for this entry took me to the Wikipedia entry for whore dialogues: well worth reading.