certherfbeef
Well-known member
Subject: Cowboy
>
> A drunken cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh
> Amarillo Theater.
> When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the cowboy,
> "Sorry, sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
> The cowboy groaned but didn't budge. The usher became more impatient:
> "Sir, if you don't get up from there I'm going to have to call the
> manager."
> Once again, the cowboy just groaned. The usher marched briskly back up
> the aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager. Together the
> two of them tried repeatedly to move the cowboy, but with no success.
> Finally they summoned the police. The Texas Ranger surveyed the
> situation briefly then asked, "All right buddy what's your name?"
> "Sam," the cowboy moaned.
> "Where ya from, Sam?" asked the Ranger.
> With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving a muscle, Sam
> replied,
> .. . . "... the balcony..."
>
>
> A drunken cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh
> Amarillo Theater.
> When the usher came by and noticed this, he whispered to the cowboy,
> "Sorry, sir, but you're only allowed one seat."
> The cowboy groaned but didn't budge. The usher became more impatient:
> "Sir, if you don't get up from there I'm going to have to call the
> manager."
> Once again, the cowboy just groaned. The usher marched briskly back up
> the aisle, and in a moment he returned with the manager. Together the
> two of them tried repeatedly to move the cowboy, but with no success.
> Finally they summoned the police. The Texas Ranger surveyed the
> situation briefly then asked, "All right buddy what's your name?"
> "Sam," the cowboy moaned.
> "Where ya from, Sam?" asked the Ranger.
> With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving a muscle, Sam
> replied,
> .. . . "... the balcony..."
>
