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 "So how did you and Grrr meet?"  asked Bob

"Well now as Ah recall I  was were makin a film and  The Duke called me and..."
"The Duke!!!!" You knew the Duke ?" asked Bob
With a happy t-rex grin, Tex replied. " Pard, back then we all knew each other.
John Wayne  Roy Rogers, Jay Silverheels, Gene Autry, Hopalong..Hollywood is a not a community it is a collection of communities and in the Cowboy Community we all knew each other and looked out for each other. Now Ah not sayin that we did not fight for a good part, but if there was a part that was right for a pard but not you. why y'all just naturally passed the word.  Ah was filling in on a teenage monster flick, when the Duke came over to mah place, had a small place in the hills, got it with mah King Kong pay, not much but a place to keep Ringo and set up a small shootin range, ya'all understand that times a fella just got to go shootin?"
"Yes, one of the nice things about Cali was the shooting ranges" replied Bob. "I was a member of the old Inland fish and game range for over 20 years" agreed Bob.
Unloading one of his Colt Peacemaker .45s, Tex handed it to Bob to admire and Bob, dropping the mag and checking the chamber  passed over his 1911 to Tex.
"There is something about a 45. " Bob said looking at Tex's Peacemaker.
"Sure enough is.' agreed Tex. "I was raised on the revolver and being a Cowboy..well y'all understand.  But I do admire the 1911 have a few at home. not saying ah agin the 9mm, like them too. But the .45 is the American gun."
"True"  said Bob.

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"Ringo?" said Grrr with a happy roar upon seeing the grazing triceratops.
"Shorty,Where are you old friend?" roared Grrr.
"In here pard." replied Tex.
Grrr came charging in and the two Rex touched claws in friendship.
"Buddy welcome. You been telling those Texan tall tales again?" said Grrr with a happy grin.
"Nope. Tales are not tall, just that anything out side of Texas is small." said a happy Tex.
"I was fixin to tell mah new pard bout "Aztec Rex." said Tex.
"Go to pal." said a happy Grrr. Turning to Bob, "I just fix the parts he gets wrong! That is, if you guys ever get done admiring guns."
"Now pard, somethings are worth admiring. 

Y'all like rifles Bob? I've got the nicest ole Winchaster on Ringo that y'all ever did see."
"I do." replied Bob. "I am a Mauser man and...."
"Don't get this guy  started on Mausers." said a happy Grrr.
"We could go to the range later but you were telling how you met this ole reptile?"
replied Bob.
"Yep" said Tex. rolling a cigarette.  "Y'all mind?" asked Tex.
"Nope only guys here." said Bob and Grrr.

"Well now as I recall the phone rang and the big young fella there", pointing to Grrr, "was on the other end."