I thought that this was great and laughed as I read it.
The only trouble with Rooster Cogburn, Deputy Marchal for the U.S. District Court for the Western Division of Arkansas, having criminal jurisdiction over the Indian Nation, was that he had perfect vision: 86--12.
(The 86 was proof of Bourbon; the 12 was the percentage of Beer.)
But mind you, this was with one eye. The other, now covered by a black eye patch, was .45 at the time of it's departure.
(That was the caliber of the handgun that dispatched it to obscurity.)
But Rooster Cogburn persevered! Since he could see only half as much, he drank twice as much.
And since he could see only one at a time, he shot twice as many outlaws.
Rooster, however, put up with these small adversities and concentrated on the bigger things in life--like his belly and badmen.
He was awsome in both respects. :lol: :lol: :lol:
