Texas Cowboys...
THREE COWBOYS ARE SITTING AROUND THE CAMPFIRE OUT ON THE LONESOME
PRAIRIE, EACH WITH THE BRAVADO FOR WHICH HE IS FAMOUS, A NIGHT OF TALL
TALES.
THE GUY FROM MONTANA SAYS, "I MUST BE THE STRONGEST, MEANEST, TOUGHEST
COWBOY THERE IS. WHY, JUST THE OTHER DAY, A BULL GOT LOOSE IN THE
CORRAL. IT HAD GORED SIX MEN BEFORE I WRESTLED IT TO THE GROUND BY THE
HORNS AND WITH MY BARE HANDS AND CASTRATED THAT SUCKER WITH MY
TEETH."
THE GUY FROM COLORADO COULDN'T STAND TO BE BESTED. "THAT'S NOTHING. I
WAS WALKING DOWN THE TRAIL YESTERDAY, AND A FIFTEEN FOOT DIAMONDBACK
RATTLER SLID OUT FROM UNDER A ROCK AND MADE A MOVE FOR ME. I GRABBED
THAT BASTARD WITH MY BARE HANDS, BIT IT'S HEAD OFF AND SUCKED THE
POISON DOWN IN ONE GULP, AND I'M STILL HERE TODAY."
THE COWBOY FROM TEXAS REMAINED SILENT, SLOWLY STIRRING THE CAMPFIRE COALS
WITH HIS JOHNSON.
Last edited by DJ's99SS; Jan 24, 2007 at 07:03 AM.
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