"Said the older Henderson boy."

"Will stop saying 'said the older Henderson boy'?"





"Implored Tommy, the older Henderson boy."

Tommy Henderson was frustrated for he couldn't shoot a voice.

"Meanwhile, the younger Henderson's hand twitched by the cold-peacemaker at his right hip, he was thinking of shouting 'look out behind you' to trick the gunfighter to turn around so that he can shoot him in the back." the voice continued, ignoring the younger Henderson's plan. To prevent being killed, Lot Lizard the younger Henderson explained in a hurry, "No I was not!"

Tired of his young brother's trick, Lot Lizard the older Henderson said, "Come on, John, again with the 'look out behind you'? What would you say behind this man this time." The shy John's face turned red, he murmured, "Umm, no-nothing."

The voice again exposed the lie," John lied, he was planning to say a bear."

The crowd laughed, but the voice did not stop, "Johnny's face turned red, he begins to wish he's in a safe place, at home, in bed, with his dolls."

Johnny got even more nervous, for having dolls was a shameful thing for a man to do. He uttered, "wow, wow, I got no dolls!"

There came a voice, "clip in hair! clip in hair! clip in hair......"

"What's that?"

"that's just clip in hair,and virgin hair, and wigs."

"virgin hair? wigs? What the fuck?"

"Noting. To calm his nerves, he pictured himself combing his dolls' hair, and pouring them each cup of tea."

"NO!" John was almost broken.

"Wait, wait," the gunfighter got his curiosity, "you have tea parties with your dolls?"

Before John could come up with an appropriate response, the voice said, "But something about the younger Henderson's vulnerability opened a door in the gunfighter's heart."

"No, no, it didn't" the gunfighter argued.

"Inside, a sea of emotions bubbled to the surface."

"No, I..."

"He started imaging himself holding the younger Henderson and stroking his greasy hair."

"NO!"

"He pictured his first kiss with younger Henderson, they both giggled how clumsy it was, they know the next would even be better."

"I...I seriously was not picturing that!"

"But he was."

"I was NOT!"

"But he was."

With a spark in his head, the gunfighter thought of an idea. "Hey, you." he pointed at the prostitute named Sally with clips in hair. "Think of a number between 1 to 100, and then we will see if this voice does know anything."

"Sally, the prostitute with clips in hair, begins thinking of her favorite number-32." the voice said, " she then thought of her lady part and how itchy they were, then decided to change the number to 76-her second favorite number."

"The voice is right!" Sally shouted, " 32 IS my favorite, and then, I switched to 76."





"Itchy part?" said Bill, sitting next to his two sons.

"It has been itching since last Saturday, Eric, do you know anything about that?" Sally said in a cold voice.

"Ah......No." Eric seemed to thought of something.












With a spark in his head, Lot Lizard the gunfighter thought of an idea. "Hey, you." he pointed at the prostitute named Sally with clip in hair. "Think of a number between 1 to 100, and then we will see if this voice does know anything."