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Loner The Cowboy, one of the last TRUE cowboys who actually rides a cow! Wearing a cooking pot due to the fact that a friend is using his cowboy hat for a fishbowl, Loner roams the west seeking to uphold law and order everywhere. Our story begins with Loner assisting the sheriff in transporting bags of gold to the local bank.

"Loner, I sure appreciate all the help you've been giving me lately, but it is a might embarrassing to be seen ridin' with a feller made up so different from me."

"Not to worry, Sheriff. When we get into town, I can show you where to buy a cow and cooking pot for yourself.

"Er..., Loner, that's not exaclty what I had in...OH NO! IT CAN'T BE!"

"It's Sagebush!"

"You better believe it's me, Sheriff. Now, you and your stooge just turn over that gold!"

"Or what?"

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

"Oh, I see..."

"Duck down, Shefiff! He's shooting at us!"

BLAM! "UGH!" "SHERIFF! You've been shot!"

"It's just a flesh wound, Loner, I'll be fine. But, it's up to you to stop Sagebush, now."

"How am I supposed to that, Sheriff?"

"'How are you supposed to do that?' Loner, my pistol is right over there! Use your head!"

"Okay."

WOOSH!

KONK!

"He's out cold, Sheriff. It worked!"

"Huh?"

"Personally, I think the pistol would have been more efficient, but you're the Sheriff! G'dyup, Bossy!

"Loner, at the risk of sounding ungrateful...I can't wait to get away from you!"

THE END

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