Three Cowboys
(Got this in my inbox today from my sister Kathy)
Three cowboys were seated around the campfire out on the lonesome
sagebrush prairie and with the pride for which these men were famous; it was a night of bravado, a night of tall tales.
Old Paul, the hand from Wyoming says, 'I must be the strongest, meanest,
toughest cowboy there is. Why, just the other day, a bull got loose in
the corral. It gored six men before I wrestled it to the ground by the
horns with my bare hands and castrated that sucker with my teeth.'
Jim, from Colorado, couldn't stand to be bested. That's nothing, 'I
was walking down the trail yesterday and a 15 foot Diamondback rattler slid out from under a rock and made a move for me. I grabbed that bastard with my bare hands, bit off its head, and sucked the poison down in one gulp and didn't even get a belly ache.
Larry, the cowboy from Texas, remained silent, slowly stirring
the campfire coals with his pecker.
Three cowboys were seated around the campfire out on the lonesome
sagebrush prairie and with the pride for which these men were famous; it was a night of bravado, a night of tall tales.
Old Paul, the hand from Wyoming says, 'I must be the strongest, meanest,
toughest cowboy there is. Why, just the other day, a bull got loose in
the corral. It gored six men before I wrestled it to the ground by the
horns with my bare hands and castrated that sucker with my teeth.'
Jim, from Colorado, couldn't stand to be bested. That's nothing, 'I
was walking down the trail yesterday and a 15 foot Diamondback rattler slid out from under a rock and made a move for me. I grabbed that bastard with my bare hands, bit off its head, and sucked the poison down in one gulp and didn't even get a belly ache.
Larry, the cowboy from Texas, remained silent, slowly stirring
the campfire coals with his pecker.
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