Sodbuster Township

[litl rooster]

  Trinity....ya git no respect here

[Ozark Tracker]

  Trinity....ya git no respect here

least wise he don't get both barrels anywhere's else

[Delmonico]

Well, maybe not but I 'member an in-so-dent in Newbrassky with a Sharps.

[Ozark Tracker]

well ya may be right,   it's just a good thing his britches got such a good heavy coating of dirt on em.

[Delmonico]

He might have not got enough, I cleaned him up with that contraption in Newbrassky the other day if ya 'member.

[Ozark Tracker]

yeah,  that thing did shake a few layers off.

[litl rooster]

  Seeing the Sod Buster is busy else where's litl' rooster helps him self to some over ripe melons................setting them out along a fence line he begins picking the off for some pistola practice.

[Trinity]

Trinity cries out in pain as the rock salt hits his rear.  "Hey!  Whatcha do that fer?  Them was real Con-federate currency.  See!"  Trinity pulls out a bill.  "Looky thar.  That thay'r is tha great Jefferson Davis' signature... raht thay'r!  'Bout yer truck, it weren't mah fault, Ah promise."

[Sod Buster]

  Seeing the Sod Buster is busy else where's litl' rooster helps him self to some over ripe melons................setting them out along a fence line he begins picking the off for some pistola practice.

What a waste of good fruit.   

[litl rooster]

What a waste of good fruit.   

Crows were beginnin' to peck at em'

[Lucky Irish Tom]

Why not shoot tha crows lR?

[Trinity]

Having had just about enough of Sod Buster's infernal preaching about vegetables, Trinity goes out into the pastures and rounds up fifty head of renegades.  Slowly, but successfully he pokes them along over to the Sodbuster Township into the pasture where litl rooster kept the beeves last year.  The grass is replenished and the hungry cattle begin munching happily.  All except one.  The fattest one is killed and dragged over and left on Sodbuster's doorstep so that he can at last have a decent meal.

Tired after this massive undertaking, Trinity returns to the Ranch with No Name and falls asleep in his hammock.

[Silver Creek Slim]

These kinda Renegades? 

http://imdb.com/title/tt0095975/

Slim

[Lucky Irish Tom]

 

[Trinity]

That was a cute movie.  Nothing great, but still enjoyable.  It's a modern day western... kinda like the western meets the A-Team.  

I might need to watch that one again.

[Sod Buster]

Having had just about enough of Sod Buster's infernal preaching about vegetables, Trinity goes out into the pastures and rounds up fifty head of renegades.  Slowly, but successfully he pokes them along over to the Sodbuster Township into the pasture where litl rooster kept the beeves last year.  The grass is replenished and the hungry cattle begin munching happily.  All except one.  The fattest one is killed and dragged over and left on Sodbuster's doorstep so that he can at last have a decent meal.

Tired after this massive undertaking, Trinity returns to the Ranch with No Name and falls asleep in his hammock.

Sod Buster sees the bounty of beef and wonders where it came from since there was no note.  Soddy also wonders if his teeth are up to it since all he usually eats is veggies and you don't need meat-tearin' teeth for that.  Since his system has been lacking any real protein, he wonders what this red meat will do to his digestive system.....better stay close to the outhouse.......

[Trinity]

<<Author's note:  I think I meant to say "Mavericks".  Words don't come very quickly to this head.  >>

[Delmonico]

Here put Slim's brand on this one and it won't be a maverick.

[Trinity]

That one will always be a maverick!

[Delmonico]

Ain't seen one of either in years.     Not that I care.