Bbb 2021: a golden red sunset that …

HEY pale faces,

even on this meeting of ours the sunset has fallen, but of a golden red that gives hope of good times coming up!

We hope that, after having fun as a Klondike bagasce, you've made a healthy and serene return to the domestic hearths of your ranches …

What about, you've been extraordinary pards, always galloping by our side -- in good and bad fortune- with a smile at 32 Carat, and also your two-wheeled buzzing, that at first glance seemed good just to make steaks to sell to some suburban saloons, they eventually behaved with honor! To the point that even “Baldo Mad Horse” he enjoyed putting some of them back on the march without having to pitifully knock them down, often and willingly together with their knight … about screwed up, even the two photographers locked themselves in their dark ducks to combine who knows what devilry with their daguerreotypes; probably victims of some calumet too, they told us that in the next few days they will provide you with a magic formula typing that you can consult your images on a kind of White Cloud … who knows what those two Satanists meant!

Too bad only for that damn plague and its “Restrictions” imposed by those washington asses, we couldn't live the most typically western moments because in their own way we would have made gathering … manco we had been a damn herd of cows to take to slaughter – we'll do it again next year, with an exceptional party!

And i mean … we don't want to seem to keep prairie mammolettes… but already WE MISS YOU! So behave ammodo, frequented moderately drunk brothels and shootings, and we hope that the Great Spirit of the Forest will allow us to cross our slopes again soon.

If you'll enjoy meeting the BBB's two-wheeled cow-boys every now and then, you know that our Saloon is always open, and that you are always WELCOME!

AUGHhhhhh!!