An old prospector walks his tired old mule into  a western town one day. He'd been out in the desert for about six months without  a drop of whiskey.
He walked up to the first saloon he came to and tied  his old mule to the hitch rail. As he stood there brushing some of the dust from  his face and clothes, a gunslinger walked out of the saloon with a gun in one  hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other.
The gunslinger looked at the  old man and laughed, saying, 'Hey old man, have you ever danced?'
The old  man looked up at the gunslinger and said, 'No, I never did dance. I just never  wanted to. '
A crowd had gathered by then and the gunslinger said, 'Well  you old fool, you're gonna' dance now,' and started shooting at the old man's  feet.
The old prospector was hopping around and everybody was laughing. When  the gunslinger fired his last bullet he holstered his gun and turned around to  go back into the saloon.
The old  man reached up on the mule, drew  his shotgun, and pulled both hammers back making a double clicking sound. The  gunslinger heard the sound and everything got quiet. The crowd watched as the  gunslinger slowly turned around looking down both barrels of the  shotgun.
The old man asked, 'Did you ever kiss a mule square on the  ass?'
The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, 'No. But I've always wanted  to.' 
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
The Gunslinger
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