CharlaXBattMasterman

CharlaXBattMasterman

A Western Paroday
The Bount Hunt
I rode in standing up in them Stirrups riding HellBent For Leather for 43 days and nights I trailed them in straight up. They fought hard among themselves everytime I found another body in the dust I folded up the Wanted Poster that matched that face then I Batt Masterson reached down and pinned it to his left vested interest with an extra Sherriff badge. I have a lot of them. I carry them. To use at work. SUddenly it was only RIngo there in front of me. He turned back fought hard there was bullits ricohetted all around me. When he hit my horse She did not die some slow buzzard bait I shot her myself the COwboy way. The Coward that is RIngo he had a turn and run gun. His holster must be mighty raw from all that poor misuse. Suddenly his horse knickered wait she snickered no wait make that sickered as she was winged Ringo then went flying. She lost him and she plunged. He acted OPossom. I nearly fell for it was sneaky Ringo. He tossed a Blade nearly shaved me by inches it missed me my turn came. I thumbed a bullit but it missed Ringo but he died. I use the cane too much I cannot shoot a gun at all. His hand was on a DiamondBacked Rattlesnaked bit him. Justice comes from GOD and Creatures in the dust meant to be that they get theres in the hand in the end the snake had gotten Ringo there not the Bount Hunt or the Bounty Hunter man, what a story, I the loser there I never did get paid for getting Ringo.