



~ ~ ~ GOOD OLE COWBOY ~ ~ ~
HUMOR AT IT'S BEST,
WITH LOT'S OF BIG
HORSE STORIES 

~ ~ ~ HEY THERE
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WHO STOLE MY HORSE ?
Unfortunately, all of the town locals always had a habit of picking on strangers,
who came into their town, which he was.
A ole cowboy rode into town one day and stopped at the local saloon to get a big schooner of beer to drink.
When he finished drinking his scooner of beer, he went outside to where his horse was tied up and found his horse had been
stolen.
He ran right back into the saloon, flipped his gun into the air,
caught
it above his head without even looking and fired five shots right into the
saloon wall. " COUNT THEM YOUR SELF ! "





"Which one of you dog gone sidewinders done stole my horse?" he yelled with
surprising forcefulness.
No one in the bar answered.
"All right, I'm gonna have another scooner of beer, and if my hoss
ain't back outside by the time I finish it,
I'm gonna do what I dun in
Arizona ! And I don't like to have to do what I dun in Arizona !"

Some of the locals begin to shift and get restless. He had another scooner of beer,
walked
outside, and his horse was back !
He saddled-up and started riding out of
town.
The bartender pondered what he had said and wandered out of the bar and asked,
"Say there pardner,
before you go.....what happened in Arizona ?"
The cowboy turned back and said,

"OH SHUCKS ! I had to walk home."







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A tough old cowboy counseled his grandson that if he wanted to live a long life, and the real secret was to sprinkle a pinch of gun powder on his oatmeal every morning.
The grandson did this religiously to the age of 103. When he died, he left 14 children, 30 grand-children, 45 great grandchildren, 25 great-great grand children, and a 15 foot hole where the crematorium used to be.



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