Date: Tue,  9 Apr 2002 08:19:25 -0400
From: The Red One
Subject: BLAGUES-L: The Cowboy and the Lesbian


FROM: Roger Fortin
DATE:   29 Nov 2001 13:42:22 -0500 
 

An old cowboy dressed to kill with cowboy shirt, hat, jeans, spurs and chaps 
went to a bar and ordered a drink.  As he sat there sipping his whiskey, a 
young lady sat down next to him. 

After she ordered her drink she turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you a 
real cowboy?" 

"Well, I have spent my whole life on the ranch herding cows, breaking horses, 
mending fences... I guess I am," replied the cowboy. 

After a short while he asked her what she was. 

"I've never been on a ranch so I know I'm not a cowboy," said the young 
woman, "but I am a lesbian. 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 left and the cowboy ordered another drink.  A couple 
sat down next to him and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?" 

"I always thought I was, but I just found out that I'm a lesbian."