Old Cowhand

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  1. limbkiller

    limbkiller Pulling my hair. Supporting Addict

    Aug 18, 2011
    An old cowhand came riding into town on a hot, dry, dusty day. The local
    sheriff watched from his chair in front of the saloon as the cowboy
    wearily dismounted and tied his horse to the rail a few feet in front of
    the sheriff.

    "Howdy, Stranger."

    "Howdy, Sheriff."

    The cowboy then moved slowly to the back of the horse, lifted his tail
    and placed a big kiss where the sun don't shine. He dropped the horse's
    tail, stepped up on the walk, and aimed towards the swing doors of the
    saloon.

    "Hold on there, Mister," said the Sheriff. "Did I just see what I think
    I saw?"

    "Reckon you did, Sheriff. I got me some powerful chapped lips."

    "And does that cure them?" the Sheriff asked.

    "Nope, but it keeps me from lickin' 'em
     
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