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An old tale about a cowboy and his horse

A cowboy rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers, which he was.When he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen.He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling.“Which one of you sidewinders stole my horse?!” he yelled with surprising forcefulness.No one answered. “Alright, I’m gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain’t back outside by the time I finish, I’m gonna do ...

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