Stoney see OT put the paper in his pocket and ride outta the ranch like a man on a mission. "Wonder what he's up to."
Stoney sees the plug from trinity's mouth on the floor and since he know where that came from, decides to open a fresh jug.
Seein' the new PO and general store, Pete gets to thinking this ranch may need a jail and a sherrif. Not the kind of law provided by that sheep lovin' Marshal neither.
Thant's enough thinkng for now.
Stoney take another pull from the jug and concentrates on that warm feeling that is moving throughout his body. As he drifts off to sleep the name "Sherrif Stoney" crosses his lips. Then a song from nowhere runs through his muddled mind as sleep takes him.
Stoney's Roundup
Right here every day
Stoney's Roundup
come on, it's time to play
There's Slim, the yodeling cowboy
(yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la)
Bullseye, he's Stoney's horse
(grrr...he's a smart one)
Del the old prospector
and Stoney the man himself
of course
It's time for Stoney's Roundup
He's the very best
He's the rootinest tootinest cowboy
in the wild wild west
Stoney's Roundup
Come on, gather round
Stoney's Roundup
Where nobody wears a frown
Bad guys go running
Whenever he's in town
He's the rootinest, tootinest, shootinest, hootinest cowboy around
Stoney's Roundup
Marshall Who's been glassing from the DCR, Saddles up Da Sheep, N heads for the Ranch with No name.
Arriving, He frees Trinity, sets His plan into motion.
Marshall cleans out Demonico's wood stove N fuels it up with some 'special additive.
heh, Heh, HEH!
Meanwhile Da Sheep pours Sheep Dip into the Horse trough.
Butts Stoneypete into the Sheep dip.
Marshall says, "If'n ya want to be a Sheriff, Dats OK, Ya shoulda free--ed Trinity first. What kinda Law-dog are Ya anyhow?
Nobody ask You to love the sheep--get your own. Some love Cattle, Ah love wimmin, Ya ain't one of dem 'funnyboys' are Yeh".
Now don't be takin this wrong, ifin Yeh wan't of be a Sheriff Yeh gotta protect the whole flock, whether You like Em or not.
Sheep gives Stony a big kiss N pulles Him out of the horse trough, congratulations on Yer new job Sheriff. Its a tough job, somebody's gotta do it.
Come on Sheep, time to get back to the Dynomite Chicken Ranch.
Marshall teleports back to the DCR.