Dicksauce of the three snakes

special funtime authiors note:

so okay guys, it turns out jellote wasnt happy with the story i wrote for him, so it looks like this week we're going for a double. thats right, i will be giving you all a second "story", this one is about john marston and his trusty steed, applejack. okay, taking my first shot now. i'll start wrting again once the alcohol sets in. wish me luck.  9-25-11

john marston was riding his horse throu the deserts of texas while he was doing that suddenyl his horse died, just like that. john marston was like "WHAT THE HELL" and he fell to the ground. he got up and saw ross, bad guy from the game, standing and laughing as he hostered his gun

"muhahahaha i have got you know john marston' said ross evily. "you thoght you could just walk away from yor past like that after all you did? well no thanks. i'm about to tkae you in." he cocked the gun really slowlike so that it made a click. john thoght about reaching for his gun but realized it was too late he braced for the worst

cr-cracked. john marston thoght her heard the bullet fly at him from the gun, but a second later he realized he was still alive and not with a bullet in his head like he thoght was it. he looked up and saw ross with his head kicked in lying over in a pool of blood. john couldnt beleeve his eyes. was he dead?

"well that wasnt very nice a yall" said a voice

"bonnie?" said marston loking around "issat you"

"nah" said the voice it was close

"abigale?"

"getting closer"

john marston scrached his head. "well sorry maam but i cant seem to be able to place your name off the top of my head"

"just a stranger passing by is all"

john started turning around to see who was talking. he saw no one. "what the sweet baby jesus?" he asked to no one in particlar

"who's that?"

john spun his head faster in sound direction. "nothing, just talking to myself. now if you dont mind stop playing mind games with me, were are you?"

"oh i get it" said the voice, bearly consealing lafter "look down here"

john marston looked down and saw a tiny little horse. reallty tiny actually, it was barely as tall as his waste. "hi?"

john nearly freaked out at the site of this horse that was talking to him. "who the heck are you?"

"just nobody" said the orange pony "all I noticed was some guy in a suit following you, and then he shot this guy ded" she knelt down and stroked the head of the horse

"well, i sure do preciate it miss..."

"smith" said the little horse "applejack smith"

"thank you, miss smith. is there anything i might be able to do to pay back such a noble dead?"

"yeah i was figuring since i dont get a whole lot of action out here, maybe i could suck you dick?"

john lagged and smiled "sorry miss, but im a married man. but i do know a fine fellar rathskeller who'd keep a lady like you plenty of company"

"sure, but actually i saw that guy kill your wife and son on the way hear, so i followed him."

john got sad. "well thats a crying shame"

applejack looked up "so can i get a quickie right now?"

and so she did, but since im not that big a sexual deveant im not actually going to right this scene. sorry jellote

the end