Meeka: So after that Island, where’d you go next? Oh, I bet it was somewhere exciting! Bob: (groan) Before we keep going, I was thinking maybe you wanna let your dad know where you ran off to? Meeka: I don’t want to think about him at all! I want to hear more stories... 'Unka Bob'! Bob: Okay! Okay... How ‘bout a story with spurs and six shooters, and all that? Meeka: Yeah! That sounds wild. Bob: Darlin’, you don’t know the half of it. But whatever the danger, Bob still managed to show the wild ‘n’ wooly wastelands who was boss. Meeka: Whoa! Now we're talkin'! Bob: Place was hotter’n heck, and all that danged dust had a way of workin’ its way up yer, uh -- nose. Point is, I was gonna have to get lean & mean if I was fixin’ to tame anything in that forsaken desert!
Bob's Frontier Prologue
by Bob