Larry finished his lemonade and walked out onto Main Street. 
     Evil-Eye was waiting for him. But Evil-Eye wasn't alone. There on 
     either side of him was Raunchy Ralph and Grimy Greg and Creepy Cal and 
     Moldy Mike and Lousy Luke and Gruesome Gus. And not a one of them 
     looked friendly. 
          "Nice day for a stroll!" called Larry. 
          "Draw," said Evil-Eye. 
          All of us citizens of Brimstone were lining Main Street to see 
     what would happen. Larry was still smiling, but we knew even Larry 
     couldn't outshoot all those outlaws together. 
          Just then, a voice came from the Cottonmouth Saloon. "Like some 
     help, Larry?" 
          "Wouldn't mind it!" Larry called back. 
          Out stepped Crooked Curt. And right behind him were Dismal Dan, 
     Devilish Dick, Dreadful Dave, Stinky Steve, and Sickening Sid. They 
     all took places next to Larry. 
          "Hello, Evil-Eye!" called Curt. 
          "Traitors!" yelled Evil-Eye. 
          "Draw," said Larry, with a smile.