1882…How the…How am I in 1882!?

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This is my red dead redemption Kick in the door to the saloon six shooter on my hip in case somebody wants to duel quickest draw in the west I won’t be made a fool my pocket watch is buss down all the western girls drool man it’s fun to be a gangster here in 1882 spur on my boots snakeskin with the pointed toes too i shot the sheriff and the mayor boo then I boned both their wives we were whisky drunk and high playing poker on the table won the gamble that’s no lie heard a Big Bang and I shouted golly gee when I saw who walked in it was my arch enemy his name is Sheriff walker and he’s come to take my guns but I told him turn around you don’t want no problems son he said yes I do I don’t mean to be rude but I know that you’ve shot the husband of the widow named Gertrude I asked him how he knows what proof has he got he said he’s got 3 witnesses that saw the dude get dropped so I did what I do best on my trusty horse I hopped told him giddy up and his Hooves clip and clopped we kept goin even though the suns dropped straight to the top we had to get to Albuquerque to buy some live stock bro followed in his stagecoach that his fuckin daddy bought he owned like two banks now who would’ve thought that this was the night that the sheriff got shot this was a feud like biggie and pac moral of the story in a rough nutshell six shooters fucking suck they have a lot of recoil so make sure if you’re gonna shoot your shot that the sights are tuned in or your ass will be in jail this life was fun until I met the hangman’s noose this is the life of a trap lord in 1882