Bells can't be un-rung.Dicks can't be un-sucked.Lots of people I'd known had tried to go back to being "just friends" after a relationship; none had s...ucceeded. It wasn't that they couldn't be on friendly terms anymore, or even be perfectly comfortable around each other; it's just that once the relationship line had been crossed, there was no going back. Those people could only move forward, accepting what had happened as a part of their past and constructing a new friendship from that point. Went home and chatted with her online to give her directions and assure her I still wanted her to come. I'm still thinking " this woman isn't going to drive 2 hours to spend the weekend with me and if she does, she's got to be 500 pounds with a Head like a bastard alligator!" I didn't have very high expectations so I went about my business doing shit that needed done, fixed supper and ate, kicked back to relax and then my phone rang... It was her. " hey, I'm on such and such road, where do I go. Deciding I looked presentable, I head out the door and drove back to the hotel. Brandon was waiting outside patiently. A smirk spread across his lips when he spotted me, heading down to my car. He opened the driver's side door. I was confused at this gesture, but he motioned for me to get out. "I'm driving tonight." He declared. I walked around and got in the passenger seat. "So where are you taking me?" I questioned. He smiled as he back out of the parking slot. "You'll just have to wait and. "Hey, look!"Throwing Randy a pistol, and now they were both finally ready to blast their opponents to an endless sleep. Randy checked the ammo inside his pistol, and he found only one bullet on backup. Very little ammo, yet Randy believed they were bound to get this job done for another day.Suddenly, a noise of two gunshots caught two enemies on the way. This, of course, aggravated the other two goons and they came charging towards the cowboys by the oasis, these goons even pulled daggers out.