Those As Don't Eat, Without Exception, Fail

When I Joined Custer I Donned The Uniform Of A Soldier. It Was A Bit Awkward At First But I Soon Got To Be Perfectly At Home In Men's Clothes.

Left The Ranch In 1883, Went To California, Going Through The States And Territories, Reached Ogden The Latter Part Of 1883, And San Francisco In 1884.

I'd Punch That Cocksucker In The Balls Before I'd Cup Him For Comfort.

We Remained In Texas Leading A Quiet Home Life Until 1889.

I Figure If A Girl Wants To Be A Legend, She Should Go Ahead And Be One.