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‘Mother what?’ Bills face a mixture of amusement and confusion.
        ‘Mother fuckers! It’s a cussing term I made up is all,' replied Ken
          ‘I’m not familiar with it. What does it mean?’
         ‘Well, how can I explain it. Okay, what kind of man would fuck his own mother?’
         ‘The lowest kind I suppose,’ replied Bill
          ‘Well, there you go, like the Hamilton boys. No morals, no regard for anyone, no respect and no mercy. Mother fuckers!’
         ‘Got it. I like the term, it’s..harsh. Not sure it will catch on though,’ said Bill, smiling.
          ‘It’s fittin' as those boys were harsh let me tell ya! They came in here lookin' like maniacs. I tried to send em on their way, tellin' em the sheriff was out of town for a day or two and I think they were buyin' it, that was until the god damn sheriff comes walkin' in here.’
         ‘Oh, I bet that was awkward,’ said Bill.
          ‘Yeah it was kind of awkward, but it was more awkward when one of those Mother fuckers was kneelin' on my face with a gun pressed against my head for trying to feed em horse-shit.’
         ‘And the sheriff?’ asked Bill listening intently.
          ‘Well, they whooped him good, I mean real good, knocked out a couple of his teeth, broke a rib and three of his fingers. They stamped on his balls so many times I was scared they were gonna come out of his ass. They told him it was a warnin' and next time they weren't gonna play so nice. Although no-one has ever proved it, I guessed they were tellin' the truth.’
         ‘They killed him? The Hamilton boys?’ Bill asked.
          ‘Like I said no one has ever proven it but Sheriff  Watts bein' who he was, never gave up tryin’ to prove those boys guilty. After they whooped his ass he went after them with a vengeance. He wrote to Austin, Texas, tellin' em what he thought and asked them to send down some backup so he could go after those boys. There was only me and him here and we weren't gonna be any match for em. The promise of help came but the backup never arrived. Word must have gotten to those sons of bitches bout what the sheriff was plannin' on doin' cause one evenin' when the old sheriff was relaxin' up their in his house, someone went in his place and shot his sweet lady wife in the chest as she sat sewin' in her favourite chair. The sheriff was takin' a bath so they reckon. He was dragged outside, naked as the day he was born, and they strung him up on his porch. I guess they got bored watchin' him hang there dyin' so they decided to use him for target practice. The doctor reckons they found more than twenty bullets in his body, reckons they blew one of his eyes out and blew his nuts and pisser clean off.’
         ‘Holy shit, that’s awful!’ Bill said, his mouth hanging open.
          ‘Sure was, sure is and I don't reckon theres too many folks out there that are capable of such things, but those Hamilton boys sure are.’
         ‘Have they ever been caught?’
         ‘Nah, no-one has seen hide nor hair of em since the murder. Some official boys came down sniffin' around, told me they were gonna find the men responsible but they gave up after a while. There weren't no witnesses and no sign of those Hamilton boys. They went up to talk with Blackwater, but he wouldn't have done somethin' like that. He's a mean son of a bitch but like I said, he had some sort of connection with Sheriff Watts, as well as Sundown. Watts was a good, solid man and he didn't deserve to die like that, naked and hangin' from his own porch.’
         ‘I can think of a few men I've met who could do with that kind treatment, but a good honest law man certainly isn't one of them. That lady who was in here earlier, she seemed a little agitated, ’ said Bill sensing a change of subject was in order.
          ‘Oh yeah, she's a feisty one, stands up for herself but jeez does she give me some earache,