Entry #34: Back to the Old Grindstone

We decided that our act of murder was wrong. We used a letter of pardon and resumed a lawful life (but not before committing arson). We couldn't catch a new horse on foot, though we certainly tried, and were forced to spend most of our money on a Kentucky saddler. I suppose we'll have to think up a name here soon, and I'm glad our madness has subsided. It's time to focus on our true goal: PROTECTING OUR HOUSE WITH OUR LIIIIIIIIVES!