So there Bob was standing right there buck *** naked while everyone stared inside a Saloon cigar smoke billowing in the air Someone cracked Bob with a chair It was Rob Bob's twin who was a total snob It was like an old time Western with John Wayne Bob yelped out as if in pain.. Rob dumped his twin in the mud telling his twin he's the stud Bob yelled out again as if in pain... moments later A horse flew by with a woman on top she grabbed Bobs hand and, swung him up It was Wicked Calamity Jane And the two road off, in the pouring rain.
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