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| Gunfighter >> >> In the days of the Wild West, there was a young cowboy who wanted >> >> more >> >>than >> >> anything to be the greatest gunfighter in the world. He practiced >> >>every minute of his spare time, but he knew that he wasn't yet >> >>first-rate and that there must be something he was doing wrong. Sitting >> >>in a saloon one Saturday >> >> night, he recognized an elderly man seated at the bar that had the >> >>reputation of being the fastest gun in the West in his day. >> >> >> >> The young cowboy took a seat next to the old-timer, bought him a >> >>drink, and told him the story of his great ambition. "Do you think you >> >>could give me some tips?" he asked. >> >> >> >> The old man looked him up and down and said, "Well, for one thing, >> >>you're wearing your gun too high. Tie the holster a lil' lower down on >> >>your leg. >> >> >> >> "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man. >> >> >> >> "Sure will," said the old-timer. >> >> >> >> The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped out his 44 and >> >>shot the bow tie off the piano player. >> >> >> >> "That's terrific!" said the Cowboy. "Got any more tips for me?" >> >> >> >> "Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your holster where the >> >>hammer hits it. That'll give you a smoother draw." >> >> >> >> "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the younger man. >> >> >> >> "You bet it will," said the old-timer. >> >> >> >> The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood up, drew his >> >>gun in a >> >> blur, then shot a cufflink off the piano player. >> >> >> >> "Wow!" said the cowboy. "I'm learning' somethin' here. Got any more >> >>tips?" >> >> >> >> The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the saloon. "See >> >>that axle grease over there? Coat your gun with it." >> >> >> >> The young man went over to the can and smeared some of the grease on >> >>the barrel of his gun. >> >> >> >> "No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all over the gun, handle >> >>and all." >> >> >> >> "Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the young man. >> >> >> >> "No," said the old-timer, "but when Wyatt Earp gets done playing the >> >>piano, he's going to shove that gun up your butt and it won't hurt as >> >>much." > >
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