Cowboys! Yea! One big man with a cowboy hat and a wife beater. Not exactly the cowboys we were looking for. But hey let's stay and have a beer karaoke was starting soon. Why not get some entertainment.
And once again. You ladies are from new York. Shhhhh! We said not so loud! Too late! The whole damn bat heard. Ladies meet Dick here, he's one of Montana's best hunters and the owner of this bar.
So Dick bought us a round of beer and showed off his bears that he had hunted down. He even took a picture with us in front of them. Dick had been the owner of blue moon for forty years and loves to sing. So our new friends begged him to get up and sing for the ladies from new York. Dick got up and sang a little Johnny cash for us and boy was he good.
Well it was getting late and karaoke was getting bad. We said our farewells and back to the campsite. We saw plenty of fireworks for sure! We had to dodge them on the road and we prayed they wouldn't hit the fusion.
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