Un huh... 'Ol Benght Phorqs and I had an indoor range day set up for Lucky Lou but he was way too busy doing the White Elephant Saloon thang, the FTW Stockyards and buying up every pair of Wrangler jeans he could find in his size. Or so he said... Lou's hotel was just across the street from one of Fort Worth's fanciest "gentleman's club" cabarets. Not that I've been there or anything...
Our dinner date at Saltgrass was a hoot. Lou discovered we talk Texican WITHOUT a Yorkshire accent.
I even had an Airhead set up for 'ol Lou but the tourist draw proved too strong for the lad.
Perhaps next time, eh Sherwood?