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Fred wisely prioritized rescuing civillians over chasing the bad
guy. "You'll be okay, darlin." said he, gently taking out the bullet and
bandaging up Rusty. "Augh! It hurts! Whatcha shoot me for, ya crazy broad!" cried the hard- working young lady. "Gosh, I'm sorry." Prissy smirked. "That One-Eye Pete done pushed you in the bullet's path he did, I saw him." Meanwhile, Pete had smacked down the other harlot and retrieved his gun. Now his face had the look of a demon almost and he said "I've been too nice to you Priscilla I'm thinkin. If ye're gonna shoot at your future husband like that, I reckon I should burn this town to the ground entire, afore I take ya for myself. Well then, I'll be back afore sundown with my gang of horse-thieves, and some nooses - for yir dad, the mayor and the clown-sheriff too, Hahahaha!!" He grabbed a nearby horse and rode off laughing. "Dammit!" Fred said. "He got away!" Prissy dropped her weapon, her hands were shakin'. "What have I done?" she whispered in horror. Fred was shakin' too. One-Eyed Pete himself was quite a handful. How could Fred hope to fight off a gang of no-good varmints as well? Suddenly there was a crackle of thunder as the Witch of Endor appeared. "Nyahahaha!" she said "Listen to me, fool!" "It's you!" Fred said "Tell me, how can you stand all those Ewoks?" "Ahem." she said "Your only hope is to summon the spirit of the ole sheriff, and hear what he has to say." Fred thinks about this.
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