Monday, November 07, 2005

We all loved our comrade although he'd done wrong.

We never did find out precisely what he did that was so wrong, unless bleeding all over the street constitutes littering.

Presumably, getting shot is some sort of moral retribution for going dashing and gay as well as drinking and card playing.

Laredo is approximately 1,430 miles from Las Vegas, where you can go dashing and gay as well as drink and play cards to your heart's content. You can also hire whore gals to sing for you.

God speed, cowboys!
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