Spurs ringing up the stairs, the door swings open and he sits down on a stool. "gimme a beer, bottle of whisky". After he drinks his fair share we walks back out to unhitch his horse. A second later, the swinging doors bust open and a bullet tears through the roof. "All right you sons of bitches! Who's the coward that stole my horse!" The bar fell silent, some ducked under tables. "No one!?" He shouted. "I'm gonna have another beer and a shot, and if my horse ain't back out there when I'm dun... I'm gonna have to do what I did back in Odessa, an I dun don't wanna do what I had to do back in Odessa...." He said coldly. Some of the locals shifted restlessly, and after the cowboy finished his drinks he walked back outside. Low and behold his horse was out there. He started saddling him up, hopped on and was getting ready to spur out of town when the bar keep spoke up. "H-h-hey m-m-mister?" He stuttered. "W-w-what did you have to do back in Odessa?" The cowboy flicked his cigar, "I had to walk home."
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