Horse Sense

While hunting down some low-down murderous varmints, the Lone Ranger is captured. He manages to whisper a message into Silver’s ear. The horse rears back, whinnies, and charges off to get help in a town many miles away.

The bad guys decide to take Loney out into the desert and tie him, naked, to a stake. Once they are satisfied that he is secured, they leave him to die slowly.

For two days, the Lone Ranger survives by sheer power of will. As the third dawn breaks, he hears the thundering of Silver’s hooves. Up gallops the faithful horse with a naked redhead on his back.

“Shit, Silver,” screams the masked man, “I said posse!”

*This has been today’s selected excerpt from The Cunning Linguist, by Richard Lederer*