For today’s dose of laughter, two cowboys showed their famed skills in situations they rectified with some quick thinking that involved saloons, beer, and horses.
As one cowboy rode through town, he decided to stop at the local saloon for a drink before continuing on his journey. Two beers later, the cowboy left the saloon. Unfortunately, when he got outside, he found his horse had been stolen.
Furious, he went back into the bar. “Which one of you stole my horse?!” the cowboy asked as he fired a shot into the ceiling. The bar fell silent.
A western cowboy riding his horse | Source: Shutterstock
“Ok, I’m going to have another beer. If my horse is not where I left it by the time my beer is finished, I’m gonna do what I did in Texas,” he yelled. “And I don’t want to do what I needed to do in Texas!”
An uneasiness fell over the bar as the locals nervously glanced at each other. The cowboy sat down and had another beer, and true to his word, he left the saloon right after finishing the last drop.
An old Western town saloon. | Source: Shutterstock
When the cowboy got outside, his horse stood where he originally left it. He saddled up, and as the cowboy was about to leave, the bartender went up to him and asked: “Before you leave, what exactly happened in Texas?”
The cowboy smiled and tipped his hat slightly, saying: "I had to walk home."
In a different story, another Texas cowboy moved to Wyoming and went to the local bar. He ordered three mugs of beer and found a quiet table at the back, where he drank all three beers, alternating them a sip at a time.
When the cowboy ordered another three beers from the bartender, she said: “You know, the beer starts going flat after I draw it. It would taste better if I drew them for you one at a time.”
The cowboy smiled wryly and said, “You see, I have two brothers, and they live far away. The day we left Texas, we made a pact that we’d drink this way in tribute to the times we drank together as brothers.”
The bartender gave an understanding nod and left things there. Over the next couple of months, the cowboy became a regular, and everyone started to know his drinking habits.
Three cowboys riding with the sunset behind them. | Source: Shutterstock
Then one day, the cowboy walked into the bar and ordered two beers. The bar fell silent and remained hushed until the cowboy returned to the bartender to order a second round.
“I don’t want to intrude, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your loss,” the bartender said. The words puzzled the cowboy at first, but then the light suddenly dawned in his eyes. “No, no, everyone is fine,” the cowboy explained, adding:
“It's just that my wife and I joined the Baptist Church, and I had to quit drinking."
Cowboys have the most interesting stories! Here's one about a cowboy who was known as the bravest cowboy in the west. He once walked into a saloon, and some drunk men near him started talking to one another before walking up to him.
"Prove to us that you're the bravest cowboy in the west," they taunted. The cowboy agreed and asked the men what he had to do.
The men then told him that there was a haunted coffin upstairs. If he could overcome the coffin, they would believe that he was the bravest cowboy in the west.
As the cowboy reached the top of the stairs, the coffin was coming near him. It was too much for him to handle that he ran out of the saloon and jumped on his horse.
Although he had gotten a good distance from the saloon, he looked back and saw the coffin floating in the air coming straight at him. A tall canyon surrounded him and his horse at this point.
He jumped off of his horse and ran towards one of the canyon walls. The coffin was floating even faster towards him.
He tried to climb up the wall, but it was too high. He turned to look at the coffin coming closer and closer. Just as he felt there was no more hope, he took out a package of cough drops from his pocket, and the "coffin" stopped!