De Bates- Not just a quiet little motel off the highway

It's posturing and preening at its very best
It's nuance and sideways glances
stand up straight,shoulders back,
steely resolve,squinty eyes
hands resting casually on the six guns by their sides

"do you feel lucky punk...
well , do ya?"

forget the practiced and time worn stump speeches
we want to see who blinks first
who's looking at their shoes
who's rubbing their nose while they assure us there is no scret plan to bring back the draft