Bigger Than Texas
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"Clay?"
"Howdy, Raimundo."
"What are you doing?"
"I'm just actin' out some battle tactics. HRAGH!"
Raimundo blinked. "It looks like you're playing with dolls."
"Rai, these ain't dolls. Dolls have lipstick and dressed. These are grade-A traditional Texas cowboy action figures."
"They look like grade-A dolls to me."
"Take a look at one of these dogies."
The Brazilian took one of the tiny men from the Texan, turning it over in his hands. "Hmmm. They are pretty neat."
"That little feller is a first-edition collectible Cowpoke Killer Sheriff."
"Sheriff, huh? He does look pretty important…"
"You wanna go a couple'a rounds? The Amarilla Bandits were just about to take my minin' town."
Raimundo shrugged. "I don't know, Clay. I'm just not comfortable playing with dolls."
"They ain't dolls, Raimundo!"
"I know, I know: I'm being more prickly than a porcupine in a cactus patch."
"That's about right, partner."
The Brazilian sighed, kicking a plastic tree over with the toe of his shoe. "Fine, I'll play. Oh no! It's the Dust Bowl all over again! Wind!"
"Ah- hey!"
Clay shielded his face as figurines and tiny buildings flew through the temple. "Raimundo!"
"You should've rotated your crops, bro! Ay!" The Dragon-in-training ducked as a plastic tumbleweed whizzed past his ear.
"Rai, you lowdown snake! Get back here!"
"No," the Brazilian shouted back, sprinting out of the building. With an outraged grunt the Texan barreled after him, leaving the Sheriff to guard the town on his own.
Did anybody else notice the episode where Clay was playing with action figures in one scene? It kinda ... made it hard to take him seriously.
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