 You see a saloon, so you walk over with your horse. You throw the rope vaguely at the pole outside. You're listening to Safe Money Radio. Walk in the saloon. Give me a beer, a bottle of whiskey, and a room for a week to steak dinner, shave, and a haircut, and a bath, and some new clothes, and a hat, and some boots, and some oats from a horse. Here you go.