“I need a wife by tomorrow,” the mountain man said. But the debt-ridden barmaid didn’t ask about money. She asked about the tiny boots he had just bought.
“I need a wife by tomorrow,” the mountain man said. But the debt-ridden barmaid didn’t ask about money. She asked about the tiny boots he had just bought. “I need a wife by tomorrow,” the mountain man said, and the entire saloon went quiet in the way only a room full of half-drunk men can…
