While In El Paso, I Met Mr.

I'd Punch That Cocksucker In The Balls Before I'd Cup Him For Comfort.

When I Joined Custer I Donned The Uniform Of A Soldier. It Was A Bit Awkward At First But I Soon Got To Be Perfectly At Home In Men's Clothes.

The Bigger A Man's Gun The Smaller His Doodlewick.

We Were Ordered Out To Quell An Uprising Of The Indians, And Were Out For Several Days, Had Numerous Skirmishes During Which Six Of The Soldiers Were Killed And Several Severely Wounded.

It Was Considered The Most Dangerous Route In The Hills, But As My Reputation As A Rider And Quick Shot Was Well Known, I Was Molested Very Little, For The Toll Gatherers Looked On Me As Being A Good Fellow, And They Knew That I Never Missed My Mark.