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>What’s that bwoy? How’d I end up on this ere prison farm?
>weeeell it’s a long story but heck, I reckon we both got time.
>funny enuff, used to be a lawman muhself, way up north.
>I was just sittin in the station one day when all of a sudden lil jimmy from down the road burst in the door
>hollerin about someone causin a ruckus down at the feed store. (I think it used to be owned by a fella named Chuck)
>I grab mah pistol belt and I’m out the door faster than the wind on the open Texas plain
>that’s when I see’s ‘im. Big George. He’s been known to the lawmen in a few other states but we just thought it was tall tales.
>Now he’s big, he’s mean, and some say he’s a bit crazy. And boy was he BUCKIN
>don’t even rightly know what happened in the store but he BUCKED two of my depyoutee’s right offa him and was running around all the lawmens horses causin all kinds of chaos
>Finally we chased him down and wrassled ‘im to the ground
>what happened next I don’t rightly remember but he all of a sudden kept crying.. “Pleaze mistuh officuh puhleaze!”
>that’s when I knew, HELL thats when even HE knew he needed to get broken! He was on the ground downright beggin fo it!! And boy did he break.
>gruntin’ and BUCKIN and cryin, never seen anything likes this since befor them Yankees outlawed breakin’
>broke him so hard he dun passed out I tell ya! Or so I thought..
>Turns out the breaking was just too much for him, he died on the spot.
>Coroner says it was uhh “homo-erotic asphyxiation” or sumnin. Either way said it was the breakin that caused it.
>now I’m here... doin’ twenty year’sa hard labor sonny. Wouldn’t wish it on anyone just for breaking a buck..
