09-12-2010, 12:14 PM
The wolfdog smiled, sipping his whiskey quietly as her fresh drink was poured.
"I take it from you calling beer 'ale', you aren't from around here, are you?" he asked, his voice was deep, but smooth, almost comforting.
******
Cowboy stepped forward, offering the male a handshake.
"They call me Cowboy, but you can call me Cowboy." He smiled slightly, not being particularly fond of his birthname.
"And I'm Duke." Duke replied, seemingly at Random, still clinging to Amy.
"I take it from you calling beer 'ale', you aren't from around here, are you?" he asked, his voice was deep, but smooth, almost comforting.
******
Cowboy stepped forward, offering the male a handshake.
"They call me Cowboy, but you can call me Cowboy." He smiled slightly, not being particularly fond of his birthname.
"And I'm Duke." Duke replied, seemingly at Random, still clinging to Amy.
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.
