I'd punch that cocksucker in the balls before I'd cup him for comfort.

I'm drunk. Correct. What the f*** is it to you?

We were ordered out to quell an uprising of the Indians, and were out for several days, had numerous skirmishes during which six of the soldiers were killed and several severely wounded.

Left the ranch in 1883, went to California, going through the States and territories, reached Ogden the latter part of 1883, and San Francisco in 1884.

Those as don't eat, without exception, fail to survive.

On October 28th, 1887, I became the mother of a girl baby, the very image of its father, at least that is what he said, but who has the temper of its mother.

I'd punch that cocksucker in the balls before I'd cup him for comfort.