When you’re lost in the Galactic West, ridin’ a horse named Jupiter in the asteroid belt, a laser-proof sidekick is all you need to stay on the straight and narrow. Fair warning.
“Never was a horse that couldn't be rode, never was a man that couldn't be throwed.” A wise ol’ cowboy told us this one day. Said once he understood it, it changed his whole life.
She trades her boots for bare feet, ridin’ broncs one day and waves the next. Whether it’s a farmer’s tan or a bikini tan, you can bet she’s gettin’ one regardless.