Howdy, Partner! Step right on through the 10ft. high coral gates bearing your company/event name, and out into the old west! Be sure n’ pick yourself out a straw range-ridin’ hat and a bandana to keep the dust down, ‘coz dead ahead through the wooden split-rail fencing is the wildest, woolliest 10ft. bay horse a-rearin’ up n’ fixin’ to kick loose!
And, speakin’ of kickin’ loose, let’s head on over to the saloon, have some cactus juice, n’ settle back to a good ole’ game of black jack, roulette, or craps at Black Bart’s gamblin’ tables. ‘Cause Bart is over with cowpokes, city slickers n’ a handle-bar-mustached bartender. Looks as if Bart’s a fixin’ to have a showdown with the sheriff, so perhaps we should mosey along before the bullets start flyin’. Way down south-of-the-border, several hombres are settlin’ in for a siesta in front of an ol’ Mexican Adobe building. Just as the dust is a settlin’, someone’s makin’ a big fuss on over by the guardhouse. Must be some trouble with the border patrol again!
Wandering amongst the desert cactus, the village senoritas are out for a stroll. The bright serapes and jeweled sombreros of the Mariachi Musicians lend wondrous colors to the eye while lilting strains entertain the ear. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, the boys are whoopin’ it up to some good ol’ country and western music in front of the 24ft, 3-dimensional general store, while Gabby, Captain Farmentier, and Injun Joe set themselves down off some hay bales n’ nail kegs to roast up some Bar-B-Q ribs over at the chuck wagon. So let’s cut loose, kick up your heels n’ have one humdinger of a hoedown!
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