A conversation with
starwyse this weekend (in which she commented that I was "too much of a woman" or something similar) reminded me of this joke, so I had to go out and find it 'cause I can never seem to remember the whole thing correctly). So, here it is:
A woman walks into a bar, sits down and orders a drink. Next to her sits a man wearing a cowboy hat, western shirt, cowboy boots, and jeans with a big silver rodeo buckle. The woman looks at him and asks, "Are you a real cowboy?"
He replies that he's spent most of his life bustin' broncos, mending fences and rounding up cattle so, yes, you can say he is a real cowboy.
He then asks her, "So what are you?"
She replies, "I'm a lesbian. I spend most of my time thinking about women. When I'm eating, working, washing or sleeping, all I think about is women." She finishes her drink and leaves, and a young couple comes in and orders drinks.
The woman notices the cowboy and asks him, "Are you a real cowboy?" He ponders the question and replies, "I used to think so but I just found out I'm a lesbian."
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A woman walks into a bar, sits down and orders a drink. Next to her sits a man wearing a cowboy hat, western shirt, cowboy boots, and jeans with a big silver rodeo buckle. The woman looks at him and asks, "Are you a real cowboy?"
He replies that he's spent most of his life bustin' broncos, mending fences and rounding up cattle so, yes, you can say he is a real cowboy.
He then asks her, "So what are you?"
She replies, "I'm a lesbian. I spend most of my time thinking about women. When I'm eating, working, washing or sleeping, all I think about is women." She finishes her drink and leaves, and a young couple comes in and orders drinks.
The woman notices the cowboy and asks him, "Are you a real cowboy?" He ponders the question and replies, "I used to think so but I just found out I'm a lesbian."
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Date: 2006-02-21 09:22 pm (UTC)From: