Just as he took his first sip of whiskey, the town Marshal stepped into the bar. "Son, I'm afraid I'm going to have to arrest you." "What for Marshal?" "Rustling."
SpyNavy
Garde la Foi, mes amis! Nous nous sommes les sauveurs de la République! Maintenant et Toujours!
(Keep the Faith, my friends! We are the saviors of the Republic! Now and Forever!)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)