Need to kick the Saddledome Saloon doors in hard, saunter in, slowly look up, raise the brim of the cap, cast a sideways glance to the left and then to the right, spit a line of tabacco on their dogs head sending him off whimpering into a corner and then quick as lightning both hands draw the pistols and shoot the hell out of the place, leaving them all on the floor dead as a post, turn around slowly, and walk back out the door from whence we came.
