Saturday, October 6, 2012

Look Out, The Sheriff's in Town!

The Sheriff's in town! 

His Horses.

After six straight hours in the kitchen today, thankfully, I'm still above snakes.

I needed a little "who hit John."

So, I put a wiggle on, and got me to the saloon, uh, well, to Wegmans.

The Outlaw.
He made an ordinary fight look like a prayer meetin'.

I drank the outlaw.


  1. Ha! I love all of this! What a freakin cute sled dogs of beer.

    1. The Sheriff best not hear you talkin' that way. Even though his knife's so dull he couldn't cut hot butter, he loves them horses!

    2. Glad to hear ya' acknowledge the corn. Come on back, now, ya' hear?