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<blockquote data-quote="DSM" data-source="post: 206064" data-attributes="member: 192384"><p><span style="font-size: 10px">Subject: The Gunfighter</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">-></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > The Gunfighter</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > In the days of the Wild West, there was a young</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> cowboy who wanted more</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> than</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > anything to be the greatest gunfighter in the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> world. He practiced every</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > minute of his spare time, but he knew that he</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> wasn't yet first-rate and</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> that</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > there must be something he was doing wrong.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> recognized an elderly man</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> seated</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > at the bar who had the reputation of being the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> fastest gun in the West in</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > his day. The young cowboy took a seat next to the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> old-timer, bought him a</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > drink, and told him the story of his great</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ambition.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "Do you think you could give me some tips?" he</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> asked.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > The old man looked him up and down and said,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> "Well, for one thing, you're</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > wearing your gun too high. Tie the holster a</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> little lower down on your</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> leg."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> young man.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "Sure will," said the old-timer.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > The young man did as he was told, stood up,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> whipped out his 44 and shot</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > bow tie off the piano player.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "That's terrific!" said the cowboy. "Got any more</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> tips for me?"</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> holster where the hammer</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> younger man.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "You bet it will," said the old-timer.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > The young man took out his knife, cut the notch,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> stood up, drew his gun in</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > a blur, then shot a cufflink off the piano player.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "Wow!" said the cowboy. "I'm learnin' somethin'</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> here. Got any more tips?"</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> the saloon. "See that</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > The young man went over to the can and smeared</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> some of the grease on the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > barrel of his gun.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> over the gun, handle and</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > all."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> young man.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > "No," said the old-timer, "but when Wyatt Earp</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> gets done playin' the</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> piano,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> > he's going to shove that gun up your ass and it</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> won't hurt as much."</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">> ></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px">></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 10px"></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="DSM, post: 206064, member: 192384"] [SIZE=2]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." > > > [/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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