A cowboy comes in off the hot trail, hot and dusty from the cattle drive, and struts into a bar. He is all business, John-Wayne tough, and he announces to everyone in the bar, "My horse it outside, and nobody better take it, or else I'll have to do what I done did down in Texas."
He orders a sarsaparilla, the place is dead quiet, and the bartender leans forward and quietly asks, "What was it that you done did down in Texas?"
"Walk," the cowboy says.
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