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Pic of the Day: “Let’s go back to the teepee and eat, my son. My new snake wife cooks dog very well.” “All right, Grandfather.” “She also has a very soft skin. The only trouble with snake women is they copulate with horses, which makes them strange to me. She says she doesn’t. That’s why I call her ‘Doesn’t Like Horses.’ But, of course, she’s lying.”
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Pic of the Day: “I’m the fella with the trail herd, remember?” “Oh, sure, I remember you.” “You was right. I didn’t get very far with ’em. They was rustled this evening.” “That so? Well, that’s too bad. I guess you’ll be headin’ for California, huh?” “No, I figured on stickin’ around awhile. Got myself a job.” “Cowpunching?” “Marshalin’.” “Marshalln’? In Tombstone? Well, good luck to ya, Mister…?” “Earp. Wyatt Earp.”
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Pic of the Day: “’Blaze’ Tracy. The embodiment of the best and worst of the early West. A man-killer whose philosophy of life is summed up in the creed ‘Shoot first and do your disputin’ afterward’.”
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Pic of the Day: “Take an editorial on lawyers.” “Liars?” “That’ll do. We’ll begin easy. Paragraph: If we are ever to have law and order in the West, the first thing we gotta do is take out all the lawyers and shoot ’em down like dogs.”
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Pic of the Day: “This land has a name today, and is marked on maps. But, the names and the marks and the maps all had to be won, won from nature and from primitive man.”
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Pic of the Day: “Look, Miss Dallas. You got no folks, neither have I. And, well, maybe I’m takin’ a lot for granted, but… I watched you with that baby – that other woman’s baby. You looked – well, I still got a ranch across the border. There’s a nice place, a real nice place – trees, grass, water. There’s a cabin half built. A man could live there. And a woman.”
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