oldno7
08-23-2011, 09:25 AM
A girl walks into a bar, and sees a dusty cowboy sitting at the bar, nursing a beer. He's got old run-down boots, tight Wranglers, flannel shirt, a Copenhagen ring in his back pocket, and a beat-up 10 gallon hat on the stool beside him.
Intrigued, she walks up to him and asks, "Excuse me....are you a real cowboy?"
He drawls, "Ma'am, I reckon so. When I wake up in the mornin', the first thing I think of is cattle. When I'm ridin' ma horse down the range, I'm thinkin' about cattle. When I'm eatin' some hardtack and bacon around a campfire, I'm thinkin' about cattle. When I lay down at night, I'm still thinkin' about cattle. So yes ma'am, I reckon I am a real cowboy."
She smiles and says,"I know what you mean.....I'm a lesbian. When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I think about is titties. When I'm driving my car to work, I'm thinking about titties. When I take my lunch break, I'm thinking about titties. And when I lay down at night, I'm still thinking about titties."
The cowboy creases his brow in thought as the woman walks away. A few minutes later, a young man walks in and sees the old cowboy still sitting there, puzzled.
The young man walks up and says, "Sir, are you a real cowboy?"
The cowboy looks up and says, "Five minutes ago, I'd've said yes, I am a real cowboy. But now, I think I'm a lesbian...."
Intrigued, she walks up to him and asks, "Excuse me....are you a real cowboy?"
He drawls, "Ma'am, I reckon so. When I wake up in the mornin', the first thing I think of is cattle. When I'm ridin' ma horse down the range, I'm thinkin' about cattle. When I'm eatin' some hardtack and bacon around a campfire, I'm thinkin' about cattle. When I lay down at night, I'm still thinkin' about cattle. So yes ma'am, I reckon I am a real cowboy."
She smiles and says,"I know what you mean.....I'm a lesbian. When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I think about is titties. When I'm driving my car to work, I'm thinking about titties. When I take my lunch break, I'm thinking about titties. And when I lay down at night, I'm still thinking about titties."
The cowboy creases his brow in thought as the woman walks away. A few minutes later, a young man walks in and sees the old cowboy still sitting there, puzzled.
The young man walks up and says, "Sir, are you a real cowboy?"
The cowboy looks up and says, "Five minutes ago, I'd've said yes, I am a real cowboy. But now, I think I'm a lesbian...."