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We were not all Roy Rogers not all Singging Cowboys some of us two poor to fight with Indian. Eye had no bullits on my Cowboy Belt Buckle images opaque loops empty felt like Jake. Eye wagged my finger in that face clicked my tounge anticipating horrors done; but wait: Indian laughed so hard when this is what I said to him "DONT mess a hair on this OneTwoPoortobeaCowboy. WHen eye reached down for my silverplater hanggun all eye found arresting there inside the leather there was my empty thumd.
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