The
old cowboy came riding into town on a hot, dry, dusty day.
The
local sheriff watched from his chair in front of the saloon as the Cowboy wearily
dismounted and tied his horse to the rail a few feet in front of the sheriff.
"Howdy,
stranger..."
"Howdy,
Sheriff..."
The
cowboy then moved slowly to the back of his horse, lifted its tail, and placed
a big kiss were the sun don't shine. He dropped the horse's tail, stepped up
on the walk, and aimed towards the swinging doors of the saloon.
"Hold
on, Mister..."
"Yes
Sheriff."
"Did
I just see what I think I just saw?"
"Reckon
you did, Sheriff...I got me some really chapped lips..."
"And
that cures them?"
"Nope,
but it keeps me from lickin' them."
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