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Texas Cowboy in NYC

A Texas cowboy goes to New York City and stops into a bar for a beer.  A New Yorker comes in and sits down next to him.  "Hey buddy", he says, "are you a real cowboy or what?"

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"Well. pardner," replies the Texan, "I come from Texas.  I live on a ranch.  I ride a horse all day.  I drive a herd of cattle.  So yeah, I guess you could say I’m a real cowboy."

A little while later, a woman comes up and sits down next to him and they get to talking and enjoying each others company.  But then the woman stops and says, "You seem like a nice fellow.  So before this goes any further, I need to tell you that I’m a lesbian."

"What’s a lesbian?" asks the cowboy.

"Let me put it this way," she replies.  "When I wake up in the morning, I’m thinking about women.  And then all day long at work, I’m thinking about women.  And when I come home from work, I’m thinking about women.  And then, as I’m falling asleep at night, I’m still thinking about women."  She finishes her drink, and bids him adieu.

A few minutes later, another guy sits down next to him and says, "Hey buddy, are you a real cowboy or what?"

"Well," says the Texan, "I thought I was.  But now I think I’m a lesbian."

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