The sky was blue, and a dust bunny rolled across the old gravel road. Back to back we started the ten paces away from one another. My hands were steady because I could smell the fear of a yankee in my midst. 7...8...9...10...Draw shoot! The barrel still smoking as I reholster my water wand. Hehehe. Ding dong the witch is
dead, the boss called me in today and told me I get to order all the plants cuz she just ain't what we're lookin for. Just when I was starting to like her...hehehe. (She really was kinda nice, she just doesn't understand the ways of the old time mom and pop shops.) I'm the sheriff in these here parts, go on nah an get outta here.
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Did Captain Bitch X fight in the Infitite PMS War??
She's gone then? No more CBX stories? How sad!
Thanks for the call last night. It made me good night even better.
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