Post by Tully on Oct 3, 2012 7:56:18 GMT -8
Whacha lookin' at? Ya say nothin' 'bout my hair, I just might deck ya. Yeah, I know it's curly, don't need ta be told that. As fer my clothes, well, th' heavy wool skirts hold up better'n them fancy taffeta or cotton ones, an' they serve th' purpose. As fer th' shirt'n coat, what can I say? Weren't my fault th' man I stole 'em from didn't have no lady friend, an' besides, I don't cotton ta no frilly wemmen's clothes no how. They look all pretty an' fancy, but two days on th' road an' they're fallin' all apart.
An' th' hat? Whacha think? Keeps th' sun outta my eyes an' th' rain off my neck.
Don't be lettin' my pretty looks fool ya (stop laughin'!), I don't need no one an' I don't want no one. Done all right fer myself so far an' people only complicate things. Ain't nothin' ya need ta know in my past. Was born in Nevada, but I bet ya could'a figured that. Ma died when I was little an' when I was ten I decided I was better off on my own than where I was, so I left. That was eight years ago, an' I'm still here...says somethin', don't it?
An' th' hat? Whacha think? Keeps th' sun outta my eyes an' th' rain off my neck.
Don't be lettin' my pretty looks fool ya (stop laughin'!), I don't need no one an' I don't want no one. Done all right fer myself so far an' people only complicate things. Ain't nothin' ya need ta know in my past. Was born in Nevada, but I bet ya could'a figured that. Ma died when I was little an' when I was ten I decided I was better off on my own than where I was, so I left. That was eight years ago, an' I'm still here...says somethin', don't it?
