THE FOG WALKED UP AND TIED HIS OLD MULE TO THE HITCH RAIL. AS HE STOOD THERE, BRUSHING SOME OF THE DUST FROM HIS FACE AND CLOTHES, A YOUNG GUNSLINGER STEPPED OUT OF THE SALOON WITH A GUN IN ONE HAND AND A BOTTLE OF WHISKEY IN THE OTHER.
THE YOUNG GUNSLINGER LOOKED AT FOG AND LAUGHED, SAYING, "HEY FOG, HAVE YOU EVER DANCED?"
THE FOG LOOKED UP AT THE GUNSLINGER AND SAID, "NO, I NEVER DID DANCE... NEVER REALLY WANTED TO."
A CROWD HAD GATHERED AS THE GUNSLINGER GRINNED AND SAID, "WELL, YOU'RE GONNA DANCE NOW," AND STARTED SHOOTING AT THE FOG’S FEET.
THE FOG - NOT WANTING TO GET HIS TOE BLOWN OFF - STARTED HOPPING AROUND. EVERYBODY WAS LAUGHING.
WHEN HIS LAST BULLET HAD BEEN FIRED, THE YOUNG GUNSLINGER, STILL LAUGHING, HOLSTERED HIS GUN AND TURNED AROUND TO GO BACK INTO THE SALOON.
THE FOG TURNED TO HIS PACK MULE, PULLED OUT A DOUBLE-BARRELED SHOTGUN, AND COCKED BOTH HAMMERS.
THE LOUD CLICKS CARRIED CLEARLY THROUGH THE DESERT AIR. THE CROWD STOPPED LAUGHING IMMEDIATELY.
THE YOUNG GUNSLINGER HEARD THE SOUNDS TOO, AND HE TURNED AROUND VERY SLOWLY. THE SILENCE WAS ALMOST DEAFENING.
THE CROWD WATCHED AS THE YOUNG GUNMAN STARED AT THE FOG AND THE LARGE GAPING HOLES OF THOSE TWIN BARRELS.
THE BARRELS OF THE SHOTGUN NEVER WAVERED IN THE OLD FOG'S HANDS, AS HE QUIETLY SAID,
"SON, HAVE YOU EVER LICKED A MULE'S BUTT?" THE GUNSLINGER SWALLOWED HARD AND SAID, "NO SIR... BUT... I'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO."
THERE ARE A FEW LESSONS FOR US ALL HERE:
1 - NEVER BE ARROGANT.
2 – DON’T WASTE AMMO.
3 - WHISKEY MAKES YOU THINK YOU ARE SMARTER THAN YOU ARE
4 – ALWAYS MAKE SURE YOU KNOW WHO HAS THE POWER.
5 – DON’T MESS WITH A FOG; THEY DIDN’T GET TO BE A FOG BY BEING STUPID………
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Thursday, March 21, 2013 7:47:02 AM |
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