Steve, the rhinestone cowboy, sluffed dirt off his shoulder and spit to his left side.  Each thud of his boot and clink of his spur on the pavement struck a new note of fear on Bad Bart's heart strings.  This time Steve would have Bart beaten for good.  Steve raised his pistol; it too made a clicking sound and Bart squeezed his eyes shut in anticipation.  Just then, a spaceship resembling a fish bowl crashed through the doors of the saloon.  The giant goldfish from Pluto emerged wearing air snorkeling gear and goggles. " Take us to your leader," the striped one shouted.

Too be continued....

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Ok so Josh talked me into getting this little page thing.  If you don't like it... I dunno.... blame him.  I hope you enjoy it and I'm sure I'll have more to write later... In fact I'm thinking of starting some fiction right here on this very site! I know, can you believe it!?  Howabout Estaban the Mexican Rhinestone Cowboy meets the Giant Goldfish from Pluto... what would you guys think about that as a weekly thing on here?  Get back to me.  Until then love and stuff --