As an aside buckaroos, I will continue to use folksy westernisms when discussing our Cowboy cousins as long as they continue to imagine themselves as successors to the mantle of Zane Grey, Larry Mahan, Jim Shoulders and the like, dress their wrestlers up in Deadwood-style accoutrements (so to speak), and have a roster in which half their wrastlers are named after barnyard animals, other various beasts o’burden, country sounding adjectives (e.g. Rowdy) or verbs (e.g. Chase).
If ye don’t like it, you can mosey right past the post
