09-11-2010, 12:51 PM
A wolf stepped into the bar. Well, not quite a wolf. His mother was an Alaskan Malamute, his father was a wolf. But he could pass as a wolf. He sat next to the strange female and looked up at the bartender.
"Whiskey." He said lowly, eyeing the female next to him. "And I'll pay for her drink, too."
The patch on his shoulder was a dead giveaway. Stripes Clan.
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"Tex Mex is like Mexican food, but better." Duke replied.
"I don't think I know of a sushi place around here, but I don't feel like cooking tonight." Cowboy sighed.
"Whiskey." He said lowly, eyeing the female next to him. "And I'll pay for her drink, too."
The patch on his shoulder was a dead giveaway. Stripes Clan.
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"Tex Mex is like Mexican food, but better." Duke replied.
"I don't think I know of a sushi place around here, but I don't feel like cooking tonight." Cowboy sighed.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
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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.
