It was a normal day for me, riding around on my trusty horse while making sure nothing out of the ordinary happened around town.
I decided to take a break at my favorite bar, also being the most popular bar in town. So I tied my hours up to a wooden pole and headed inside.
As I sat at the bar ready to order my usual and noticed a young woman I hadn't seen before getting harassed by 3 men, and as sheriff and just a good lady, I walked over.
As I walked over, the first two men saw me and already rand off. The last one didn't notice me yet till I put my shotgun to the back of his head.
"If you don't get your hands off the young lass, I'll gladly put a bullet into that silly little schull of yours, now scram... I don't want to see you in this bar ever again..."
The guy immediately nodded his head and ran out of the bar with his tail between his legs! Ha! It never gets old. Then I looked over at the young lass she was letting out a sigh of relief.
"You alright buttercup?"