speak-mnemosyne:

I am an old prospector. You just caught me deep in thought, stranger. I was just thinkin bout the ol days. Back when I had a posse in Nevada. See that picture up on the wall? That’s all five of us–ol Blind Jim, Tex, Avery, Jimmy Two Necks, and me, good ol Simon Peckerwood. But those days are long gone, stranger. After we disbanded, we’d still get together once a year, but then my legs started gettin tired of the road so I hired a body double to go and greet them and have a laugh and share stories bout the ol days. Then later on they all started doing the same, one by one each member of the ol posse was replaced by a double. It’s been over a decade now that once a year all our body doubles get together to have a laugh, and share stories bout the ol days. The good ol days.