The Lone Ranger, and Tonto were riding across the plains when out of no were comes this band of blood thirsty Apaches in full war dress whopping, and spears in the air in a threating manner.

So our men turn their horses, and gallop of in the other direction. Immediately they see a large group of Arapahos charging trod them.

Things get worse, Cheyenne now. Soon they find themselves in a box canyon, the only way out blocked, and the canyon rim full of Indians.

The Lone Ranger turns to Tonto, and says, What do we do now Tonto?

Tonto, Where you get this we stuff white man.


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