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Fri Jan 27, 2006 at 01:25:50 pm EST
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Hang him & let's get high: part 2
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It's High Noon, it's always High Noon in the Old West.

A few miles outside of the Town that People Forgot to Name is a cave, this cave was the current hideout for Dirty Dan McFancypants & his band of mildly gay Desperados. Dirty Dan was roasting a lizard over an open fire when Chaz, the fastest hairstylist this side of L.A., ran in.

"D.D.! D.D.!" he panted.

"Yes."

"The Town that People Forgot to Name have a new Sherif!" Chaz said whiping the glow off his forehead. Because everyone knows that mildly gay Desperado's don't sweat, they glow.

"Who is this varmit?"

"They call him the Drunken Stranger, I call him a lovely hunk of manmeat."

Dirty Dan grumbles. He knew having a band of mildy gay Desperandos was a bad idea, but what are you going to do: Brokeback Mountian changed the genre & now gay cowboys are everywhere.

"Is this Stranger a good shooter?"

"He's Fab. U. Lous!" Chaz said with a few overdramatic finger snaps.

"Ok." Dirty Dan said as he got up. "He'll have to run him out of town."

Chaz sighed.

"What?"

"Do we have to run? Can't we just jog him out of town?"

"No. I'm the leader of this group & what I says goes!"

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Back in Town, the new Sherif was checking out his new office. It was just like he imagined an Old West Sherif's office to look like. About a few minutes after he had sat down at his desk was went the Town's pastor walked in.

"Hello, Shirley." said Reverend Tiki Tiki Master Bong.

"Hello, Pastor. What brings you into my office?"

The Reverend shook a can at him. "Alms for the poor & down trodden."

Outside, The Drunken Stranger could see an oddly dressed Cow eating Tin Foil. It was also standing on it's back hooves & holding a small dog.

"What's with your cow?" Sherif Armbruster asked.

"Nothing. Talulabelle is just fine." The Reverand & shook his can again.

As The Drunken Stranger put a few coins in the can, he could hear that Talulabelle say to a few passing citizen that they were Hot.

"Anything else?"

"No. Not really." The Pastor said & left. As he & his cow walked away, The Drunken Stranger knew that he was home.

Sometime later, but still at High Noon: Sherif Armbruster got another vistor. This trime it was the classest Prostitute in town, headliner of the Rusty Bucket's All-Female revue: Lady Snookie.

"Hey." she said.

"Hey your." came the reply.

"So, what do you think were doing here?"

"I don't know. I think our writer is making this up as he goes."

"Yeah. But, why did I have to become a Prostitute? I can pull off School Marm!" Snookie shouted at the ceiling.

"But, atleast your the classest one!" The Drunken Stranger said trying to make her feel better.

"Like that really means much." Snookie says sarcasticly.

To move the story along & to stop the main character from whining about their lot in life, Shoots ring out. The Drunken Stranger peers outside to see Dirty Dan McFancypants & his mildy gay Desperados. They were on horses.

"I'm looking for Armbruster!" yelled Dirty Dan.

"Which one?" came a voice. This voice belonged to a random bestander, who had a target painted on their shirt. They were holding a phone book, which was odd since the town didn't have any phones & I doubt they were even invented yet. The marked bystander said "We have at least 12 Armbrusters' within the City Limits."

Dirty Dan aimed for the center of the target & shot. "Bulleye!" came the mildy gay Desperados & the bystander fell over dead.

"I'm looking for the Armbruster they call the Drunken Stranger."

"Oh." The bystander (who apparently wasn't dead) raised his head & said weakly. "He's over in the sherif's office." He then dropped his head & died.

Dirty Dan & his band of nicely dressed rouges rode over to the Sherif's office.

"Crap!" The Drunken Stranger said as he closed the door & hide behind his desk.

"What?" Lady Snookie said after she came around the desk & sat beside him. "You've got guns, right?"

"No. I traded them for a bottle of whiskey."

"Crap!"

TO BE CONTINUED

How will the Drunken Stranger get out of this one? What will become of Lady Snookie? What's the deal with that Pastor & his Cow? Stay tuned, Armbruster fans for the next exciting part in this exciting saga: Hang Him & Let's Get High, Part 3!


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