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Whatchoo lookin' at
cowboy? If this is a muthafuckin' stare-off, you can save yerself the trouble and declare me the winner right now. What'd you just call me?
Mallory?! The name's ain't Mallory - it's Cat, see? Cat, myself! Got it? Landsakes, what kind of plumb crazy name is Mallory - that's a duck, ain't it? Oh, what's that you say? A
mallard's a
duck? Well ain't you the edgycated one! Now you just back off my land, smarty-chaps, lest you want to make the aquaintance of my
colt. And that ain't no horsie, hoss. I reckon you'd best giddy-yap outta here 'fore I lose my temper. Shit.
4 comments:
so she's holding the Colt in the unseen hand?
makes perfect sense now!
hahahahaha.... I love ya, I have 2 awards for you come see me.
Thanks, Bib!
Steve, I would also suspect that she knows how to use it. She looks plenty mad-I wouldn't want to cross her!
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