Subdeacon Joe Posted October 12, 2019 Share Posted October 12, 2019 A cowboy rode into town and stopped at the saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had the habit of picking on strangers, which he was. When he finished his drink, He found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling. "Which one of you sidewinders stole my horse?!?!?!" he yelled with surprising forcefulness. No one answered. "Alright, I'm gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain't back outside by the time I finish, I'm gonna do what I dun in Texas! And I don't like to have to do what I dun in Texas!" Some of the locals shifted restlessly. The man, true to his word, had another beer, walked outside, and his horse had been returned to the post. He saddled up and started to ride out of town. The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, "Say pardner, before you go...what happened in Texas?" The cowboy turned back and said, "I had to walk home." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Smiling Wolf Posted October 12, 2019 Share Posted October 12, 2019 THANKS, I needed that! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Blackwater 53393 Posted October 12, 2019 Share Posted October 12, 2019 Insecurity and uncertainty can be your friends!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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