A lonely cowboy nobody knew walks into a mining town bar.
He orders two drinks, which he downs slowly.
When he finished drinking, he paid the bartender and walked out to see that his horse with all his stuff was missing.
He turns around, walks back into the bar, pulls his g-u.n.s from his holster, and s-h.o.o.ts them in the air.
“Ever one of you cow dung stole my horse better have it back by the time I finish my next drink, otherwise I am going to have to do what I did in Texas. And trust me, I don’t want ever to do that again.”
The stranger finishes his drink, walks out and his horse is there where he left it. He got up on it when the bartender and the bar patrons ran out after him.
He returns to the bar, gets another drink, and slowly drinks it. The people in the bar started murmuring, talking among themselves, and looking at the stranger with fear in their eyes.
The stranger finishes his drink, walks out and his horse is there where he left it. He then stood up as the bartender and bar patrons ran after him.
The bartender said, “Sir, we are sorry for what happened. But please tell us what happened in Texas after someone stole your horse?”
The stranger looked at him and said, “I had to walk home.”
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A cowboy, fresh from Texas orders three mugs of Bud
A cowboy, fresh from Texas, strolls into a bar in Montana and orders three mugs of Bud.
He heads to a corner, and takes a sip from each mug, one after the other, in turn.
Once he’s done, he returns to the bar and orders three more.
Curious, the bartender approaches him and says, “You know, beer goes flat pretty quick after it’s poured. It might taste better if you just ordered one at a time.”
The cowboy smiles and explains, “Well, here’s the thing. I’ve got two brothers—one in Arizona, the other in Colorado. When we all moved away from Texas, we promised that whenever we drank, we’d each have one for the others, just like we did back home. So, I’m drinking for my brothers and myself.”
The bartender nods, impressed by the sentiment, and leaves it at that.
The cowboy becomes a regular, always ordering three beers and sipping them in rotation.
One day, though, he walks in and only orders two mugs.
The regulars, noticing the change, go quiet.
When the cowboy returns to the bar for his second round, the bartender cautiously leans in and says, “I’m sorry for your loss. I just wanted to offer my condolences.”
The cowboy looks confused for a second, then bursts out laughing. “Oh no, no one’s passed away!” he chuckles.
“It’s just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church, so I had to quit drinking. But my brothers are still going strong!”
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