I took me a ride along the Old Spanish Trail from Moab across the San Rafeal swell to Castle Dale and down the Virgin's spine past the ghosts at Mountain Meadow and got as far as Mesquite NV and the Valley of Fire.
Pretty country and so dry even Cray couldn't spit. Danged if it didn't snow up on the mountain tops at Red Rock Canyon - What kinda desert has snow??
Haggis, be careful about lifting a leg on them Joshua trees - they got spines clear down to the last inch. HMMM? Come to think of it, an inch leaves you plenty of room.
I'm going back to the Bent Nail to warm up with one of Reg's fire-breathing drinks and find out if Little Red is young enough to where she ain't heard all my old lines about Red and the Wolf in granny's bed.
They wear condoms.*checks calendar*
huh? whut do 'protected' mean?
you're drunk, fella.
**Walks through doors. Cowboy is out cold on the floor. His hands clutching a glass full of cash**
So, you clipped the tip glass. Of all the people here I wouldn't have thought you would do that, Cowboy.
**Takes glass of cash, rolls Cowboy onto his side and throws a blanket over him.**