the second picture didn't come up, so I don't know if it was another sad fat picture designed to make me go kill myself, or if it was instead a hot picture from the Saint, or even, dare I imagine, a Tombstone pic? I think THAT is what I will go google image search, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
UPDATE: Image search has revealed a startling but actually kind of intuitive truth: the Real Doc Holliday? HOT.
For some reason that next thing that popped into my head was an image of Yul Brynner in Westworld. Which I will NOT go image search, THANK YOU VERY MUCH, because that would just suck and be boring. And James Brolin would inexplicably die before the lame boring Other Dude. And in the end I would feel like there was supposed to be some kind of Message about Modern Life and Technology and Capitalizations would Abound In My Mind, but really it would all just be a LOAD.Ahem. I said good day sir.
That IS a tragedy. It reminds me of what happened to John Travolta.
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