Back in the saddle again

A cowboy rode into a small town in Oklahoma and stopped at a saloon for a beer. Unfortunately for him, the locals had a habit of playing pranks on strangers. When he finished his beer and went outside, he found that his horse had been stolen.

He went back into the saloon, flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head, and fired a shot into the ceiling.

“Which one of you sidewinders stole my horse?” he yelled.

No one answered.

“All right, I’m gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain’t back outside by the time I finish, I’m gonna do what I done in Texas! And I don’t like to have to do what I done in Texas!”

The cowboy had another beer, then he went outside, where his horse had been returned to the post. He saddled up and got ready to ride out of town.

The bartender came outside and said, “Say, pardner, before you go — what happened in Texas?”

The cowboy said, “I had to walk home.”

5 Responses to Back in the saddle again

  1. Reblogged this on My Daily Musing and commented:
    Did I mention I am a sucker for a good joke too, lol?

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  2. Will S. says:

    Reblogged this on Will S.' Sunny Side Blog and commented:
    LOL! 🙂

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  3. Zip-a-Dee says:

    Yep, good one!
    It’s like ‘ol Slim who had a long face one day. When someone asked his friend, “Why the long face on Slim?” The friend answered, “Oh, he just hear a discouraging word.” 😦 Oh home on the range … seldom is hear a discouraging word and the sky are not cloud all day.)

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