Cowboy
An old cowboy, dressed in a cowboy shirt, hat, jeans, spurs and
chaps went to a bar, sat down, and ordered a drink.
As he was sipping his whiskey, a young lady sat down next to
him.
After she ordered her drink she turned to the cowboy and asked
him,
"Are you a real cowboy?"
To which he replied,
"Well, I've spent my whole life on the ranch herding cows,
breaking horses, and mending fences, so I reckon I am."
After a short while, he asked her what she was.
She replied,
"I've never been on a ranch so I'm not a cowboy, but I am a
lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I
get up in the morning, I think of women. When I eat, shower,
watch TV. Everything seems to make me think of women."
A short while later she left and the cowboy ordered another
drink.
A couple sat down next to him and asked,
"Are you a real cowboy?"
To which he replied,
"I always thought I was, but I just found out that I'm a
lesbian."
An old cowboy, dressed in a cowboy shirt, hat, jeans, spurs and
chaps went to a bar, sat down, and ordered a drink.
As he was sipping his whiskey, a young lady sat down next to
him.
After she ordered her drink she turned to the cowboy and asked
him,
"Are you a real cowboy?"
To which he replied,
"Well, I've spent my whole life on the ranch herding cows,
breaking horses, and mending fences, so I reckon I am."
After a short while, he asked her what she was.
She replied,
"I've never been on a ranch so I'm not a cowboy, but I am a
lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I
get up in the morning, I think of women. When I eat, shower,
watch TV. Everything seems to make me think of women."
A short while later she left and the cowboy ordered another
drink.
A couple sat down next to him and asked,
"Are you a real cowboy?"
To which he replied,
"I always thought I was, but I just found out that I'm a
lesbian."
