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| I Can't Take Me Anywhere Join Date: Jun 2006 Location: Old Home Terra
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| Dances With Mules
An old prospector walked his broken-down 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 mule to the hitch rail. As he stood there brushing some of the dust from his face and clothes, a young cowpoke swaggered out of the saloon with a gun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other. The cowboy looked at the old man and laughed, saying, "Hey old man, have you ever danced?" The old man looked up at the cowboy and said, "No, I never did dance. I just never wanted to." A crowd had gathered by then and the cowboy 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 cowboy 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. Suddenly everything got quiet. The crowd watched as the cowboy slowly turned around and found himself looking down both barrels of the shotgun. The old man asked, "Did you ever kiss a mule square on the *******?" The cowboy swallowed hard and said, "No....but I've always wanted to."
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