Once Upon A Time In The West
 

Steven,

I did go into that cantina, but maybe I should have stuck to the cerveza. Instead, I sauntered over to the bar, plunked down some dinero, and ordered a shot of tequila. The barkeep poured my drink, and I downed it in a quick gulp. As the booze hit my gut I closed my eyes. My intensity-response curve slid all the way to the left until it crashed into the vertical axis, then folded like a sucker who

What a "laugh out loud" post! I needed that, after all the mud slingin' and gun slingin' goin' on in these here parts.

I can't wait for the second installment....

John,

HEE--can't paint for holdin' my sides! Thanks!

Love and peace to all...

I couldn't help myself. Frederick Remington will forgive me!

Bravo John!

You laugh, but that hat's always been lucky for me.

John,

I'm CRYING from the force of that one. How about moving it to its own thread? I don't want to see it buried.

(Moderator's note: this topic is now a separate thread, as requested by more than one reader.)

Memories
 

Thanks, Beth

I remember it well. Steven's seared, sun-ripened armadillo in a polenta crust was fantastic that night! I think I still have the recipe somewhere.

Thanks John and Beth! You made my day....

Peggy

I am still wiping off the tears, this was way too funny. Thanks to all the banditos who made it possible.

I'm ok you're ok corral
 

Beth,

Aren't the bad guys supposed to wear black hats?