( L`) Juner, did I ever tell ye bout the time I was bein chased by one hundred murderin Cheyennes?
( L`) So endways, dem Injuns, dey was chasing me, dey chased me rite into dat box cannin! Dere aint no way to get out of the box cannin, not when one hundred murderin Cheyenne injuns blockin the only way out!
( L`) Do you know what dey did, Juner, do you know what dey did ta me?
( L`) Dey kilt me, Juner.