THANKS..........:lol :lol :lol :lol :lol :lol ;)
See ya' on the trail

Bill
Orange, CA


"Moses came riding up on a guitar
His spurs were a-jingling, the door was ajar
His buckle was silver, his manner was bold
I asked him to come on in out of the cold
His brain was boiling, his reason was spent
He said if nothing was borrowed then nothing was lent
I asked him for mercy, he gave me a gun
Said Now n'again these things just got to be done"

(Robt. Hunter)