It was Saturday afternoon in QUITTA, GEORGIA PEACH. LIFESEZ in this town of MISFIT's & BROKEN SOUL's. Usually all the COWBOYHUSBAND's head down to BROKEN ANGEL's Saloon for a little WHISKEYROCK & TECATE. CASPER the bartender makes a mean RUMDUMB & MR PIBB. He's the only bartender I know who could make a drink & eat YSSUP at the same time. He and his gal MONICA THE GREAT do this well. Oh and the little WRANGLERMAMMA's are as NAUGHTY as a TENNESSEE TIGER. One little BLONDIE in particular gets my JUICE flowing, Her name is NAUGHTY GIRL HOLLIE. Looking into her BABYBLUE eyes makes me feel like SUPERMAN inside. She makes this COLDHEARTED ROUGH RIDER FIZZLE just looking at her SHAKE her SILLY AZZ. (now back to the story)
This day was different though. See THE LAST GUNSLINGER came to town looking to steal out WHISKEY A GO GO & our SEXYMOMMA's. He was a ROUGHRIDER with a crew of six: "LOST" BILL, "WHOREMASTER" JOE, VANDAL, WILEY E, REBEL, & LONGHAIR RANDY. They were called the SPIKECOON's of IDAHO & created KAOS & HAVOC35 where ever they went.
Just as they were about to RAPSNAP at CASPER's patrons our Sherriff SCHAD the BOUNTY HUNTER came in with his deputies MANNISH BOY & DARRICK to restore PEACE & ALL THAT. Things could have gotten as ugly as a BLUDGEONed DONKEYPIG. GOD BLESS TEXAS there wasnt any BLOOD spilled today.
Should I rub MACARONI all over my PIEDADDY ?
Remember: A VIRUS is the same as a FLU !
THE BULLY
