A FIERY HORSE WITH THE SPEED OF LIGHT
WITH A CLOUD OF DUST, AND A HEARTY HI-YO SILVER
THE LONE RANGER
*cue William Tell Overture*
Oh my god. Tonto, every time you go to town, you're either shot at or knocked unconscious.
So stop going to town.
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