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Real Name: David "Davy" Laramee
Identity/Class: Normal human
Occupation: Captain in the Texas Rangers
Enemies: Sherriff
Known Relatives: None
Aliases: None
Base of Operations: Texas, c.1830s
The Whiskey made the Kidd fighting mad and he swore he would gun the Sherriff
down
And then a funny thing began to happen to the Kidd he frowned for at that
moment when the Sheriff neared to him the wind began to howl and all along the
watchtower for a mile or more the people howled like Indians always do. Then
the lightening came out of a clear blue sky and split the tree in two making the
Sheriff cry and holler and dance on one foot like fat people always do. The Kidd
tossed both his guns into the dust at the Sherriff's feet. Eye am threw he said
with yew. The whiskey may have addled him is what the Sherriff always thought
but the Kidd knew that it was a sign from his Lord the GOD the JESUS up above.
Copyright © Charles Hice | Year Posted 2008
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