Scotch Whisky is the only thing I need to know right now. The sun is setting. Look up Cowboy. Morning will be here faster than you know it. Time to get that Winchester greased down, and loaded. We got some hunting in the morning. I need to keep writing in this diary of mine, but these fingers are so damn cold, don't think I can make it tonight. Fit To Be Tied, and that's on my papa. By the way, the view out here is epic. Another's Cowboys dream to bring materials to sell in this small town. Someone must have some beef jerky to sell. I need a fillin' on this whiskey too. Simon pure. In Apple Pie Order. All the furs we cut off those varmints down south came out handy. Time to get some sleep, it's that not too much to ask? I think I can get a Crowbait, what you think? Buying horses is the name of the game son. First thing in the morning, I'm looking for the best one around.