I dont know if you ever heard of me before, but I used to be called "The Waco Kid." I was just walking down the street, and I heard a voice behind me say, "Reach for it Mister!" I spun around and there I was face to face with a six year old kid. Well I just threw my guns down and walked away... Little bastard shot me in the ass! So I limped to the nearest tattoo saloon, crawled inside a whiskey bottle, and I have been there ever since.