Casey giggles, "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" The hurt look on Corey's face changes her tone, she turns her to face him
. .
. The bartender tells him that all of the men in town use the local pig pen and that is all they have. Finally he catches up with an old woman who is too slow to get away from him, and he asks her, "what's wrong? Why is everyone avoiding me when everyone else is using that same pig pen?"
"That was Johnny Ringo's girl," replied the old lady
Casey giggles, "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" The hurt look on Corey's face changes her tone, she turns her to face him
. .
. The bartender tells him that all of the men in town use the local pig pen and that is all they have. Finally he catches up with an old woman who is too slow to get away from him, and he asks her, "what's wrong? Why is everyone avoiding me when everyone else is using that same pig pen?"
"That was Johnny Ringo's girl," replied the old lady
Casey giggles, "Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" The hurt look on Corey's face changes her tone, she turns her to face him
. .
. The bartender tells him that all of the men in town use the local pig pen and that is all they have. Finally he catches up with an old woman who is too slow to get away from him, and he asks her, "what's wrong? Why is everyone avoiding me when everyone else is using that same pig pen?"
"That was Johnny Ringo's girl," replied the old lady
