Once upon a time, two young cowboys embarked

Once upon a time, two young cowboys embarked on a three day hunt. Four hours out of camp they came across a small herd of five pronghorn antelope. Roy pulled out his six-shooter.

McCoy pulled out Heckler & Koch PSG1 with infrared scope and armor piercing bullets. Roy tilted his Stetson back, "Bit much for pronghorns you think?" "It was my ma's..."

just before every trip to the outhouse. Roy never understood the boy's need to be armed doing his morning contributions. But whose to say what might come out of that hole in the

holiest of places...the Throne of the Outhouse. Roy peered down the hole before he sat just in case Stephen King was lurking around down there. He lay his gun beside him and AAAa

ahhh! Stephen King filled the "vent" with a crescent moon Perfection piece. Roy knocked his gun into the slop and fumbled around for it. "Come to daddy," King howled. Burritos

wafted in a smelly cloud, but Stephen King was used to it. Roy was sick all over King's hand as it grasped for the gun. The didactic author shook it off & overturned the pig trough

. His strength matched his creative mind. Roy slipped and fell into the pig slop. Stephen King pointed the gun at the chain holding them together and pulled the trigger. Move

,motherfucker. Stephen King crept up behind Stephen King and whispered in his ear as he pulled the trigger, "It's the Dark Tower all over again." Roy fell into the pig slop again.

And the world descended into madness shortly thereafter.