19th April 07:57
It's a Wednesday afternoon in Banff, and nobody is in the pub except
this old cowboy, still with his spurs and cowboy hat on. As he sits
there at the bar sipping his scotch, a young tourist sits down on the
stool next to him - she is wearing a white cowboy hat, shiny new
cowboy boots, and tight designer jeans.
She orders a drink, and then asks the cowboy, "Are you a real cowboy?"
"Well, I have been on a ranch in the Kannanaskis my whole life,
herding cattle, branding cattle, breaking horses, branding horses,
.... yeah, I guess you could call me a real cowboy," replies the
He takes a slow pull on his beer chaser and then asks her what she is.
"I've never been on a ranch so I know I'm not a cowboy," goes the
girl, "but I am a *******. I spend my whole day thinking about women.
As soon as I get up in the morning I think of women. When I eat,
shower, watch TV, everything seems to make me think of women."
A short while later, she leaves and the cowboy orders another drink.
A tourist couple come in and sit next to him, and they go, "Are you a
"I usedta think so, but I just found out that I'm a *******."
Disgusting irresistable Dirty Harry