A cowboy rode into town and stopped
at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately,
the locals had a habit of picking on
strangers. So 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 and fired a
shot into the ceiling. ''WHICH ONE
OF YOU SIDEWINDERS STOLE
MY HOSS?'' he yelled.
No one answered.
''ALL RIGHT, I'M GONNA HAVE
ANOTHA' BEER, AND IF MY HOSS
AIN'T BACK OUTSIDE BY THE
TIME I FINISH, I'M GONNA DO
WHAT I DONE IN TEXAS! AND I
DON'T LIKE TO HAVE TO DO
WHAT I DONE IN TEXAS!''
Some of the locals shifted restlessly.
The cowboy had another beer, walked
outside, and his horse was back! 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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