This man, I could only introduce in a singular way; he was a cowboy. There has never been anything more cowboy than him nor will be. As he stood tall there, greeting us with a grin, fixing his wide brim cowboy hat, with a cigar between his teeth, he indeed looked like he would ride his horse into the sunset.That, at least, was how my first impression of him went. Upon closer inspection, I found him absurdly lanky, and in need of a bath. If the place didn't stink enough, he did. This he later explained with a light hearted statement, followed by a laugh."Got 'em backdoor trots, 'aven't been out much since, y'know", he said.I knew, of course, that he had no such digestive problem but he wasn't a man you could convince in any way.In any case, after he took a closer look at us that fateful afternoon when we first entered his hut, he lost all interest, sinking back into his sofa."Nothin' but dudes...", he muttered, loud enough for us to hear him."Oi!", Chopper was ticked off.Then, a
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