Imagine the scene, tumble weed blowing across an arid, dusty track. On a chair sits a lone cowboy, his stubble flecked with grey. Strains of "Do not forsake me oh my darling" are carried on the wind. The cowboy starts to sing "I was born under a wandering star....."
Into town rides the magnificent 7. The first to arrive is Neutro Ned wearing nothing at all, a big fat 0.
He is closely followed by Platelet Pete carrying 44 small bullets.
Colonel W. B. Count on his white horse 0.1 had very little to say.
Behind the 3 ringleaders comes Nausea Nick, Fatigue Fred, Diarrhea Dan and Headache Harry.
The cowboy ran his fingers through his hair and looked them all in the eye.
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