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"Sage, I been noticin' that some of the pards taken ta wearin black sashes bout their waists."
Thet's cause theys Darksidewinders. They wants everbodies ta know thet they shoot the Holy Black powder.
"That's all fine and dandy, but I want to shoot fast an all thet smoke makes it so I caint see."
Than ya need ta git a white sash cause ya shoots smokyless.
"Then whats thet brown one?"
That's the dark buckskin sign of a Colt shooter. Iffn it was light buckskin, heed be a Ruger shooter. Notice how they go with Ivorex hannels.
"Then what's thet grey an white one?"
Mousefart shooter.
"Kin ya it em fur scatterguns?"
Purple Pump an Coachgun Chartreuse.
"But Sage, I have ta git four–smokeless, Colt, Coachgun and I shoot a .32-20 rifle. How can I wear all that?"
Iffn ya git two ya jes twist em up. But iffn ya git 3 or more, theys make a loverly braid.
"An where ya git these hyar sashes?"
Whep some fellars darn em up tharownself, but most pards git Mama Sage's Designer Sashes by loggin on ta Mama Sage's BP Boutique. They only cost $24.99.
"Ok, gimme the four."
I caint, ya gots ta log on ta Mama Sage's BP Boutique.
"Hey Slim, Com mon over hyar. Sage's tellin bout Mama Sage's Designer Sashes."
"Seen em. Now Sage, doncha thin these hyar sashes look ta be a mite sissyfied."
Heck No! Why Buffler Bill Cody hisownself wore sashes. Lookie Hyar.
"Whal I be dad blamed go to heck. Buffler Bill done shot Rugers."
Amazin aint it.
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