Cow at the O.K. Corral
Yes, it was probably just as the sun was turning red.
Ah! What a strange scene.
They always smelled of alcohol and gunpowderand a very dangerous odor.
everyone stopped like a broken clock.
because there was a bounty on their heads.
higher than the price of a piece of land in Gangnam(KOR).
(WOW)
At that moment,
the shotgun of fury danced hot,
and the arpeggios of vengeance breathed fire.
But even in that tense moment.
one of them hadn't forgotten how to answer a cell phone.
"Hello?😅"
Gunshots echoing everywhere,
roses blooming red.
Someone asked me.
Why are you still alive?
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.
It's because
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.
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I'm a cow[Mme]
As the sun began to turn red, a group of men entered the bar, their presence announcing themselves with the scent of alcohol and gunpowder. Their dangerous aura caused the patrons to freeze, like a broken clock. It was clear that there was a bounty on their heads, worth more than a piece of land in Gangnam.
Suddenly, the shotgun of fury erupted, and the arpeggios of vengeance rang out in a fiery dance. Amidst the chaos, one of the men answered a cell phone as if it were just another day at the office.
The gunshots continued to echo, and the scent of roses filled the air, blooming red with blood. As the chaos died down, someone turned to me and asked why I was still alive. With a wry smile, I replied, "It's because I'm a cow."
The story of that night spread quickly, becoming a legend of the Wild West. The legend of the cow who survived the bounty hunters, thanks to her wits and her ability to blend in with the chaos.
Years later, when people retold the story, they would say that the cow's survival was a testament to the power of instinct and cunning. And although the cow was never seen again, her legend lived on, a symbol of survival in the face of danger.
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