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Subject: The Gunfighter
->
>
> > The Gunfighter
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > In the days of the Wild West, there was a young
> cowboy who wanted more
> than
> > anything to be the greatest gunfighter in the
> world. He practiced every
> > minute of his spare time, but he knew that he
> wasn't yet first-rate and
> that
> > there must be something he was doing wrong.
> > Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he
> recognized an elderly man
> seated
> > at the bar who had the reputation of being the
> fastest gun in the West in
> > his day. The young cowboy took a seat next to the
> old-timer, bought him a
> > drink, and told him the story of his great
> ambition.
> >
> >
> >
> > "Do you think you could give me some tips?" he
> asked.
> >
> >
> >
> > The old man looked him up and down and said,
> "Well, for one thing, you're
> > wearing your gun too high. Tie the holster a
> little lower down on your
> leg."
> >
> >
> >
> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
> young man.
> >
> >
> >
> > "Sure will," said the old-timer.
> >
> >
> >
> > The young man did as he was told, stood up,
> whipped out his 44 and shot
> the
> > bow tie off the piano player.
> >
> >
> >
> > "That's terrific!" said the cowboy. "Got any more
> tips for me?"
> >
> >
> >
> > "Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your
> holster where the hammer
>
> > hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw."
> >
> >
> >
> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
> younger man.
> >
> >
> >
> > "You bet it will," said the old-timer.
> >
> >
> >
> > The young man took out his knife, cut the notch,
> stood up, drew his gun in
>
> > a blur, then shot a cufflink off the piano player.
>
> >
> >
> >
> > "Wow!" said the cowboy. "I'm learnin' somethin'
> here. Got any more tips?"
> >
> >
> >
> > The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of
> the saloon. "See that
> > axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it."
> >
> >
> >
> > The young man went over to the can and smeared
> some of the grease on the
> > barrel of his gun.
> >
> >
> >
> > "No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all
> over the gun, handle and
> > all."
> >
> >
> >
> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
> young man.
> >
> >
> >
> > "No," said the old-timer, "but when Wyatt Earp
> gets done playin' the
> piano,
> > he's going to shove that gun up your ass and it
> won't hurt as much."
> >
>
->
>
> > The Gunfighter
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > In the days of the Wild West, there was a young
> cowboy who wanted more
> than
> > anything to be the greatest gunfighter in the
> world. He practiced every
> > minute of his spare time, but he knew that he
> wasn't yet first-rate and
> that
> > there must be something he was doing wrong.
> > Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he
> recognized an elderly man
> seated
> > at the bar who had the reputation of being the
> fastest gun in the West in
> > his day. The young cowboy took a seat next to the
> old-timer, bought him a
> > drink, and told him the story of his great
> ambition.
> >
> >
> >
> > "Do you think you could give me some tips?" he
> asked.
> >
> >
> >
> > The old man looked him up and down and said,
> "Well, for one thing, you're
> > wearing your gun too high. Tie the holster a
> little lower down on your
> leg."
> >
> >
> >
> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
> young man.
> >
> >
> >
> > "Sure will," said the old-timer.
> >
> >
> >
> > The young man did as he was told, stood up,
> whipped out his 44 and shot
> the
> > bow tie off the piano player.
> >
> >
> >
> > "That's terrific!" said the cowboy. "Got any more
> tips for me?"
> >
> >
> >
> > "Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your
> holster where the hammer
>
> > hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw."
> >
> >
> >
> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
> younger man.
> >
> >
> >
> > "You bet it will," said the old-timer.
> >
> >
> >
> > The young man took out his knife, cut the notch,
> stood up, drew his gun in
>
> > a blur, then shot a cufflink off the piano player.
>
> >
> >
> >
> > "Wow!" said the cowboy. "I'm learnin' somethin'
> here. Got any more tips?"
> >
> >
> >
> > The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of
> the saloon. "See that
> > axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it."
> >
> >
> >
> > The young man went over to the can and smeared
> some of the grease on the
> > barrel of his gun.
> >
> >
> >
> > "No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all
> over the gun, handle and
> > all."
> >
> >
> >
> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
> young man.
> >
> >
> >
> > "No," said the old-timer, "but when Wyatt Earp
> gets done playin' the
> piano,
> > he's going to shove that gun up your ass and it
> won't hurt as much."
> >
>
.