Y'all saw what that there Mysterious Stranger were selling. E'rybody grab yer ten-gallon hats, grow some mustachios (even the women-folk), and work on y'all's cowpoke accents. We got us some shootouts to get to, so bring yer best hogleg, pardner. Dear God, it's hard to keep doing that. Well, how about it people? Let's have a Handcannon Day in the Crucible in honor of The Last Word finally being available to the less-than-fortunate masses!