02-24-2010, 08:40 AM
Cowboy lit up a cigarette, as he lined up in the convoy, directly behind a green flamed peterbilt he thought looked familiar, but he couldn't care less. His mind kept drifting back to the Renamon's sexy ass, and her thick, tantalizing accent. He swore to himself as he glanced down at the tent he was getting in his jeans. He shook his head and turned up the radio on his truck, hoping some Heavy Metal would make him forget about that sexy vulpine form.
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.
