Since he came with the pistols, not only prepared to die for himself, by himself, due to himself, I admit that there was not only his purpose, his fatality, doom of what you may call it. I really think this was all for money.

       Yes, the money. The money that he was only to redeem against a courthouse like a Jude Iscariot; only to return barehanded and delirious, pain aching his nuts, pain hurting what the cold blooded hand would not do.

       By the way, if you are reading all of this ****, it is because you are a clever headed, good headed, bimbo. I don’t know what a bimbo is, but anyway. WTF?