The Internet Oracle has pondered your question deeply. Your question was:

> My horse fell on me when we were getting ready for the 100 mile ride > to McMurdo Sound, and now I am pinned underneath him. He won't move > even if I yell and scream, which I have been doing for 6ix hours now. > It is time to bring in the cavalry to help me get out from under him, > and that's is why I am asking you. You won't laugh at me like penguins > do. > > Please hurry. It is so cold!

And in response, thus spake the Oracle:

} I'm afraid that all the king's horses are no longer allowed to help } people who've fallen and can't get up, ever since the infamous Humpty } Dumpty incident. It turns out that horses can get really spooked when } bits of eggshell get caught in their shoes. } } You owe the Oracle a yolk yoke.