[uncltodd]

An Oklahoma cowhand found himself trapped into attending a funeral in Manhattan.

After the funeral, he changed into his well-worn wranglers with the Skoal ring, beat-up boots, and sweaty cowboy hat and found a bar where he ordered a long-neck Budweiser.

After a few minutes a gal with short, spiked hair, all kinds of facial rings, and black lipstick sat down next to him and said, "Are you a REAL cowboy?"

"Yes Ma'm," he replied.

"What might you be?"

"I'm a lesbian," she replied.

"All I think about all day long are beautiful young women with soft skin, sensuous curves, and bedroom eyes." Then she walked off.

A few minutes later a Metrosexual asked him the same question. "Are you a real cowboy?"

"Waal," he said, "I thought I was until a few minutes ago, then I found out I was a lesbian."

Sorry, couldn't resist

UT