"This 'ere town ain't big enough fer the two of us, so one of us's gotta go!"The sheriff yelled, getting into a ready stance with his two pet pistols. A challenge glinted in his defiant blue eyes. "Yer askin' fer trouble, stranger, and to be frank," he whipped out the two guns with speed that made him legendary.
I ain't lost a shootout yet!"
~
Howdy ya'll. Alfred speakin'. I'm the Sheriff of this 'ere town, and the rules are these~
1. Obey the rules (woulda thought that one woulda been obvious, but judjin' from the lawbreakin' 'round these parts, that's not the case.)
2. Bootleggin' is legal. Jus' so long as yeh don't get caught.
3. All yer normal laws- no killin' an' such.
4. Mess with anyone in this town and you will regret it.
5. Yeh will not upset admin. She's got a trump card none o' ye lil shits could imagine in yer wildest dreams.
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Stories by Alfred Jones
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Ask the Sheriff!
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Admin: Yep. Just like all the other asks.
Alfred: No it ain't! It's me!! They love me!
Admin: Sure. -.- But g...