The Undertaker

My yer a large one eh? So the Mayor says yeh were passin through onto Reno. Not anymore eh?

Careful, this wood splintas something rotten. Take yer eye out.

I used to do this for a livin, befer the mushroom. Made good money, nice wife.

Now, well no need fer craftsmanship. Just cheap boxes fer cheaper lives.

Ah, midday.

Showtime.

Right, here’s yer piece, one bullet, so no point shootin yer way out. Oh and try n be quick, most fellas lack the draw to beat the sheriff.

Now, help an old fella and carry this coffin outside will ya?