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March 29 - March 29, 2025
Inscribed in the dirt by her bloody fingers were four words. CARD KILL THEM ALL.
No pressure, son.
When he finished eating, he heated enough water to wash up his plate and skillet because he was raised to always clean up after himself.
Good boy.
I’ve got your gun that symbolizes power, your hat that symbolizes knowledge, and your boots that symbolize endurance.
Smart for a rancher's kid, but you could leave the symbolism to us...
“I’d like six eggs, if that’s all right, and some coffee to drink.�
Six eggs? In this economy?
Marshal Dover took a seat at one of the tables and told the barkeep he needed a pencil and paper.
Matt Dillon would beat your ass and then go fuck Miss Kitty at the Long Branch.
