09-23-2009, 10:18 AM
Cowboy grunted, his left paw resting on "Warhorse", one of his pistols of choice. He knew he wouldn't have the space to draw The Hellhammer, so he resorted to something smaller. Pushing D-Star behind his back, he pulled out his pistol, flicking the safety off.
"Get off my turf, unless you want a sudden and acute case of lead poisoning." He growled lowly, backing himself and D-Star into a nearby alley.
"Get off my turf, unless you want a sudden and acute case of lead poisoning." He growled lowly, backing himself and D-Star into a nearby alley.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
