I FOUGHT THE LAW AND THE LAW WON

I FOUGHT THE LAW AND THE LAW WON

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I finally watched the episode and damn that kid's life is fucked before and after the showdown with Hanson at high noon.

BIG
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the shootout at the O.K Cunny-corral

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>I still don't know what entrapment means
I know, it's embarrassing, you really should stop.

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Howdy

Hang him high. Hang him so high the buzzards'll want for air and leave his bones unpicked. Let him rot with the bellies of varmints unsullied by his flesh, the creeping things of the earth with some dignity. No square of this earth is fit for the drag of this here's toes, none filthy enough, not even a pig's wallow. Hang him so high God hisself will have to build the gallows and curse the wood never to burn, not even in the fires of the Last Days, so as not to poison the air with the stench of Vincent Ambrosio's ghost, spit upon that name. Let no soil be tainted by his grave. There's nothing lower than a fiddler, and we ought to hang him as high as he is low, which is awful high I reckon.

no

i don't think you're meant to take the entrapment posters so seriously user

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Howdy

Is that Brendan?

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howdy

HOW FAST YOU RECKON I CAN CLEAR THIS LEATHER, HANSEN?

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What waist size is that?

There’s not enough room in this town for the both of us, Hansen. I’m calling you out.

I'm guessing at least 42"

Nobody knew where he came from
They only knew he came in
Slowly he walked to the end of the house
And he ordered up one little teen
Well I could see that he was a large man
I could tell that he wasn't too small
I judged him to be 'bout 264 lbs
And his voice was a soft Texas drawl
Said he was needin' some cunny
'Fore he could ride for the West
Said he could do most all kind of work
Said he could ride with the best
There in his blue eyes was sadness
That comes from the need of a friend
And though he tried he still couldn't hide
The loneliness there deep within
Said he would text through the Winter
For 30 a month and his board
I started to say where he might land a chick
When a fella came in through the door
And I could tell he was lookin' for trouble
By the way that he came stompin' in
He told me to leave cunny there by himself
Come down and wait on a man
The eyes of the fat man narrowed
The smile disappeared from his face
Gone was the friendliness that I had seen
And a wild look of hate took its place
But the Hansen continued to mock him
And he told me that I'd better go
Find him a couple of handcuffs
Then maybe Cunny would get laid
When the fat man spoke there was stillness
He made sure that everyone heard
Slowly he stepped away from the bar
And I still remember these words
"Oh it's plain that you're lookin' for trouble.
Trouble's what I try to shun.
If that's what you want, then that's what you'll get,
'Cause Hansen, we're both packin' guns."
His hand was already positioned
His feet wide apart on the floor
I hadn't noticed but there on his hip
Was a short-barreled bad .44

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It was plain he was ready and waitin'
He leaned a bit forward and said
"When you call me Cunny, say 'Mister', my friend.
Maybe you'd rather be dead."
In the room was a terrible silence
As Hansen stepped out on the floor
All drinkin' stopped and the tick of the clock
Said death would wait ten seconds more
He cursed once or twice in a whisper
And he said with a snarl on his lips
"Nobody's 'Mister' to me, pedo man."
And he grabbed for the gun on his hip
But the fat man's hand was like lightenin'
The bad .44 was the same
The .44 spoke and he sent lead and smoke
7 inches of flame
For Hansen had never cleared leather
Beaten before he could start
A little round hole had appeared on his shirt
The bullet went clear through his heart
The fat man stood there a moment
Then holstered the bad .44
"It's always this way, so I never stay."
Slowly he walked out the door
Nobody knew where he came from
They won't forget he came by
They won't forget how a .44 gun
One night made the difference in age
As for me I'll remember the sadness
Shown in the eyes of the man
If we meet someday, you can bet I will say that
"It's me, Mister Cunny, your friend."

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would you risk it all for prime cunny bros

I wonder how this guy feels about these memes.

Howdy big hoss

why not

How ya doin' Tex? ;D

Hooow ya doin' :(

Someone post an episode link to this kino cowboy

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Want it too

cowboy texting is probably the best meme on Yea Forums this year and my favorite

how ya doin tex?

sorry but this meme is only meant to be enjoyed by high IQ individuals that are able to search the internet

Just shoot me.

:'(

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ok then fucko

LET ME TELL YOU BUDDY
THERE'S A FASTER GUN

Why don't you just shoot me?

:'(

I don't understand why some fat people wear their pants over their stomach like that and not properly at their waste. I guess I can see you not wanting your belly hanging over the pants but that over the belly look is so much worse.

>A gun is a tool, Hansen; no better or no worse than any other tool: an axe, a shovel or anything. A gun is as good or as bad as the man using it. Remember that. I have nothin' to live for anyway. My life's a mess.