05-02-2018, 02:52 PM
In the spring of '73, some enterprising Comanche warriors hacked the Bell security codes for the teleport system and managed to send a sizeable raiding party to Washington, D.C., where they wrought considerable havoc before the Union army squelched the uprising.
I was down in the newly formed state of West Mississippi fighting on the side of the Confederacy at the time. My horse was working in Wild Bill's travelling show. I envied his turn in the limelight somewhat, but I had to do my patriotic duty.
While on furlough, I bumped into Trix in New Orleans, where she was performing in a burlesque show. There was one dance she did where you could almost swear you could see her knickers. Inspirational, to say the least.
After the show, Trix sat at my table for a spell. I bought her a drink - champagne imported all the way from the country of France in Europe. She didn't drink, so she watered a potted cactus with it when I wasn't looking.
She looked at me thoughtfully for a moment, then asked, "Who do you think will win tomorrow, the Cowboys or the Indians?"
"I think it's game over for the Indians at this point," I said.
I was down in the newly formed state of West Mississippi fighting on the side of the Confederacy at the time. My horse was working in Wild Bill's travelling show. I envied his turn in the limelight somewhat, but I had to do my patriotic duty.
While on furlough, I bumped into Trix in New Orleans, where she was performing in a burlesque show. There was one dance she did where you could almost swear you could see her knickers. Inspirational, to say the least.
After the show, Trix sat at my table for a spell. I bought her a drink - champagne imported all the way from the country of France in Europe. She didn't drink, so she watered a potted cactus with it when I wasn't looking.
She looked at me thoughtfully for a moment, then asked, "Who do you think will win tomorrow, the Cowboys or the Indians?"
"I think it's game over for the Indians at this point," I said.
