[lurker]

A drunken cowboy lay sprawled across three
entire seats in the posh Amarillo Theatre.

When the usher came by and noticed this, he
whispered to the cowboy, "Sorry, sir, but
you're only allowed one seat."

The cowboy groaned but didn't budge. The
usher became more impatient: "Sir, if you
don't get up from there I'm going to have to
call the manager."

Once again, the cowboy just groaned. The
usher marched briskly back up the aisle,
and in a moment he returned with the manager.
Together the two of them tried repeatedly
to move the cowboy, but with no success.

Finally they summoned the police. The Texas
Ranger surveyed the situation briefly then
asked, "All right buddy what's your name?"

"Sam," the cowboy moaned.

"Where ya from, Sam?" asked the Ranger.

With terrible pain in his voice, and without
moving a muscle, Sam replied;



. . . "... the balcony..."