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[nonentry]Okay, I've had a horrible cold and the cold medicine just may have influenced this entry. Either that or I just couldn't think of anything for this picture so I let my brain wander, a very scary thing to do, especially since once it wanders, it's hard to get it back.[/nonentry]

It was 38 minutes past high noon and the sun beat down like, well, like a very hot sun on a very hot day. The only things roaming were cell phones, and deer and antelope refused to play. As Cathy, the schoolmarm cried on the sidelines, the two gunslingers faced each other, grit and determination showing clearly on their faces.

Dave the Kid: “I’m looking for the man who shot my Paw.”
Wild Heidi Hickock: “I shot Liberty Valance.”
Dave the Kid: “This town ain’t big enough for the both of us.”
Wild Heidi Hickock: “Then I suggest you get the heck out of Dodge.”
Dave the Kid: “I thought we were in Herndon… I mean: Are you going to pull those pistols or whistle Dixie?”
Wild Heidi Hickock: “I warn you, I’ve got the fastest guns in the West.”
Dave the Kid: “But we’re in the South.”
Wild Heidi Hickock: “Look, will you just stick to the script? Now I don’t wanna to kill you and you don’t wanna to be dead.”
Dave the Kid: “Script? You’re just stealing lines from old spaghetti westerns to create this… this monstrosity, this Ramen Noodle Western…”

It could never be determined who fired first, but the Ok Corral was never okay again.