"But for a compound, double-opposed, self-adjusting jackass, I'm your choice.

Lost my first chance.

Threw it clean away and queered myself with her first shot.

I say, Billy," he called, "come here." "What's up, Doc ?" said Billy.
"Kick me, Billy," said the doctor solemnly.
"Well now, Doc, I--" "Kick me, Billy, good and swift." "Don't believe I could give no satisfaction, Doc.

But there's that Hiram mule, he's a high class artist.