Yes, well. Don't look at me, all I have is a piece of rawhide string and a potty mouth. You're the one packin' a gun. (he-he)
Ha ha!
I think we may have scared away all of Dan's customers.
Alright, what's goin' on in here.
What the More blood on the floor!
Haggis, you've got to stop gettin' shot up all the time.
Reg, put them flaming hands away. I don't the saloon ending up like the cafe.
Oh, hi Boss. I said what a summer. It's been interesting, hasn't it?
Customer here. How about a drink? I'll put my flaming hands away
Hey Dan, that gives me an idea. Why not invite a drink-the flaming hands?
Beer, whiskey, whiskey, or beer. Which'll it be?
Got any fruity drinks?
Whiskey