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| My name is Sidewindin' Sal, and I'm a rootin' tootin', high-falootin', gun shootin', rubber bootin' son of a gun. | |
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| Oh no. I hate cowboys. It's a good thing I have a knife so I can kill myself. You know, so I don't have to be by the cowboy anymore. | |
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| Where are the stables in this ghost town? I'm gonna saddle up and find me a posse. | |
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| I seem to have lost my knife. How will I end this hell on earth now? He's starting to talk about a posse, and it's becoming unbearable! | |
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| Hey boy, how'd you like to ride alongside a real Western cowboy hero? | |
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| No, that's okay. I'll just stay in this garbage can that I bought. I kept the receipt because I didn't know if I'd need it or not. | |
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