Smuggler's Stampede

It's the Roy Rogers Show! Happy trails to you! It's nice to meet again! Happy trails to you! I'm playing the game! He's got a slakes! The great two-minute energy serial brings you the Roy Rogers Show!

Transcribed on the double R bar ranch, with Pat Grady and the Queen of the West, the Devil of the West! Time to ride, and here he is in person! The King of the Cowboys, Roy Rogers!

Well, hi-de-folds, you know being a cowboy you need lots of energy. That's why Great Nuts Flakes is the cereal I like for strength and energy. Just two minutes after you eat a big bowl full, that whole-whee energy starts going to work for you.

Try great nuts, flakesbuckaroos, they're great. And now, we've got a western yarn that kept our spines tingling when it happened. Oh, and a still blackness just before dawn. A lone rider sits his night horse and lopes gently around the resting, walking our catheter.

Suddenly the horse pricks his ears. Pults briefly, then breaks into a catheter. What is it, Ramblar? Smell trouble? I declare it on what I do without you, horse. I see it now, a flashlight. Whoa, Rambla.

Hey, you there. Don't move, I've got you covered. We don't hold with trespasses at four o'clock in the morning on the walk in our... I don't ever mind, boy. I ain't doing no harm. I only come to see if I can help you.

Allison. George Allison. I told you six months ago to stay off this spread. You're short-handed, ain't you? I thought maybe I could catch on with you again for the drive, at least. Forget it. What are you doing with that flashlight? There's nothing particularly interesting about this herd is there?