Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for February 09, 2012
February 08, 2012
February 10, 2012
Transcript:
Goon: Nice hand, chum, but it looks like I'm holding all the aces. Cactus: Drop the shooting iron, or you'll be playing pinochle where the sun don't shine! Axe: And you put down your weapon, sheriff, the last thing I want is tex-mex blood all over my new sheriff's dud's - I'm commandeering your uniform and jeep. Fiby: Gee sir, and I just unlocked you from your own jail? Cactus: I ain't never hit a young'un yet, but that don't mean I never will!
Nope. Absolutely no resemblance to the end of the Monty Python argument sketch.