The whore thread...

set'em up like a bar stoole, spin'em around til' they bottom out.....

Keep the dream alive...

might aswell

My name is Inigo Montoya...

You killed my father...

Prepare to die.

Johnny Tyler: Is something on your mind?

Wyatt Earp: Just want to let you know you're sittin' in my chair.

Johnny Tyler: Is that a fact?

Wyatt Earp: Yeah, it's a fact.

Johnny Tyler: Well, for a man who don't go heeled you run your mouth kind of reckless, don't you?

Wyatt Earp: No need to go heeled to get the bulge on a tub like you.

Johnny Tyler: Is that a fact?

Wyatt Earp: Mm-hmm. That's a fact.

[Johnny Tyler stands up.]

Johnny Tyler: Well, I'm real scared.

Wyatt Earp: Damn right, you're scared. I can see that in your eyes.

[Wyatt walks up to Johnny as Johnny reaches for his gun.]

Johnny Tyler: All right now.

Wyatt Earp: Go ahead. Go ahead, skin it. Skin that smoke wagon and see what happens.

Johnny Tyler: Listen, mister, I-I'm gettin' awful tired of your--

[Wyatt slaps Johnny hard in the face.]

Wyatt Earp: I'm gettin' awful tired of your gas. Now jerk that pistol and go to work.

[Johnny doesn't do anything and Wyatt slaps him in the face again.]

Wyatt Earp: I said throw down, boy.

[Wyatt slaps Johnny harder and when Johnny turns to look at Wyatt his mouth is bleeding.]

Wyatt Earp: You gonna do somethin' or just stand there and bleed?

[Johnny still doesn't do anything.]

Wyatt Earp: No? I didn't think so.

Wyatt Earp is a whore with a gun

2nd that /\ doc holiday could have blown him to bits in a gunfight

10-4 on the Doc Holiday