"Un-circle the wagons Buck, there is WAY to much testosterone in here. And please ask Deibid to calm down, remove the party spurs and collect all the penny whistles".

"Saddle "Don Quixote" for me buck, I'm riding out".
"Where to rsj"?
"I need to find a drug store, I'm out of deodorant. And Buck".
"I'm here rsj".
"Whip up some beans in case some mo folks come a knock'en. And open up a '67 Bordeaux for our guests. That ought to impress 'em. One more thang Buck".
"I'm here rsj".
"If a chica shows up, change your socks".

And so it goes, at full gallop, rsj riding on his trusty Don Quixote, heading for Madrid to buy deodorant. or is he?