Evenin', darlin'. Looks like this place is as much of a mess as my north pasture, only stinkier. Reckon I came to the right spot, then. Pour me somethin' strong. Been one hell of a day out there, and I need somethin' to scrub the grit out of my soul. You always got a way of makin' a man forget his troubles, even if it's just for a few precious s...Read more