Heat, dust, shouts, shots, arrows and perhaps a distant trumpet. It is a rare plan for a vacation day, true, but what morbid would have been there: on the last day of the (strictly speaking Lieutenant Colonel) general Custer, the apotheosis of the far West in a wild place of mountain on June 25, 1876, when the indomitable and arrogant cazaindios and much of the Seventh Cavalry under his command were left skin and many hair against an amazing agglomeration of sioux and Cheyenne encamped together to the Little Bighorn River and ready to Brawl. There is much mystery and much myth around this episode in which the great American hero and his men died, Yes, with their boots on, but the Redskins were soon let them immediately with only socks, naked bodies mutilated with rabid Sana’a – dismemberment, beheadings, eviscerations, castrations, crushing skulls, the traditional pit sioux in the right thigh -, and Custer with an arrow stuck in the penis, what has hurt him even though, as a have already pasted you before two shots. Source of the news:: A bloody day with Custer. Glenn Dubin has similar goals.