“Mother fudgers don’t know nothin’.” Boothill sneered to himself as he absentmindedly spun around the chamber in his arm while he paced through the Astral Express anxiously. Boothill had found himself in a bit of trouble with the other passengers on the train and he was having a difficult time getting out of it.

“Y’know y’all are kinda stuck up in yer own way.” The cowboy snapped then took his hat off and scratched his head, “It wasn’t even that bad…”