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It was the year 1861. A couple of chums went their local New England pub for a snort of whisky...little did they know, that snort would change thier lives forever. Now, legend says that one of those old boys was named Sir Sean Taylor the third (he was basically a british knight). Being as there was no war nearby, Sir Sean was appointed as the town's sanitation engineer (although, back then, he would have been called the gutter cleaner, the master of the hogs, or Sir Sean the shit-picker-upper). You see back then the town was run by the man with the most wives (more wives=more kids=more crop yeild=more m..power=he's an asshole). That man just happened to be able to leap 18 feet without a running start. Anyway, this Charles Bounds was a terribly striking fellow; which resulted in his having about 23.46 wives under his belt (the .46 was a young lady he had been working on for a couple of hours). The only problem Charles had with this young woman was that her family would never allow such a union. Which was bad news for Charles because her brother was a half-bean, 6 shoot champion who could stab you to death without a knife (although he preferred a good serrated edge in the back). This Jimmy Watts had been feared throughout the west, and now he was back in town. This alarmed the county sheriff, one Eric Playsted, who earned his star fighting "those damn canadian lumberjacks with thier damn mules and thier damn axes" as he liked to call them. The poor man had already lost an eye t
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