WHO STOLE MY HORSE
Added on: 3rd Oct 2016
A COWBOY RODE INTO TOWN
AND STOPPED AT A SALOON
FOR A DRINK.
UNFORTUNATELY, THE LOCALS
ALWAYS HAD A HABIT OF PICKING
ON STRANGERS,
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 PARTNER,
BEFORE YOU GO
WHAT HAPPENED IN TEXAS?"
THE COWBOY TURNED BACK AND SAID,
"I HAD TO WALK HOME."
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