The pissed off cowboy
Shortly after roundup, the cattle were loaded into cars
and shipped to Chicago for sale. Each car had one attendant
to feed and water the stock. One of these cowboys is the sub-
ject of this story.
Following the unloading of the cattle at their destination, the
cowboy headed for a restaurarnt to have dinner. The only seat
in the restaurant was in the booth next to a refined educated
and wealthy looking lady about 21.
He couldn't help over hearing her order: "I'll have breast of
virgin fowl, make sure it's virgin, catch it yourself and garnish
with onions. Then I'll have a cup of Irish coffee, not too strong
and not sweet, and oh yes , waiter open the windows, I smell a
horse. There must be a cowboy in here."
Completely pissed off and not to be out done, the cowboy placed
his order: I'll have duck, a well fucked duck, fuck it yourself and
garnish it with horseshit. Also I'll have a cup of coffee, strong
as Texas mule piss and fart the foam off of it, and oh yes, waiter,
knock thw walls down, I smell cunt in here. There must be a whore
in the house."
