It’s important to take pleasure in the little things. And also occasionally the larger explosions.
I saw a buffalo explode.
I saw a whore as wide as the stagecoach that carried her.
I saw a squaw no taller than two feet high bring down a soldier three times that height.
And hell, I reckon one time or another I saw just about every act of cruelty one man can perpetrate on another.
But seriously, that thing with the buffalo?
That was pretty dang cool.