I swung the door open and strode in. Waving my six shooter around, I exclaimed loudly “I’m looking for the man who shot my Pa”
“Sorry love” said a girl with some scissors, “This is a Salon”
I swung the door open and strode in. Waving my six shooter around, I exclaimed loudly “I’m looking for the man who shot my Pa”
“Sorry love” said a girl with some scissors, “This is a Salon”