A cowboy rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers, which he was. When he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhich one of you sidewinders stole my horse?!?!?\u201d he yelled with surprising forcefulness. No one answered. \u201cAlright, I\u2019m gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain\u2019t back outside by the time I finish, I\u2019m gonna do what I dun in Texas! And I don\u2019t like to have to do what I dun in Texas!\u201d Some of the locals shifted restlessly. The man, true to his word, had another beer, walked outside, and his horse has been returned to the post. He saddled up and started to ride out of town. The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, \u201cSay partner before you go\u2026 what happened in Texas? \u201dThe cowboy turned back and said, \u201cI had to walk home.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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