An old cowboy dressed to kill with a cowboy shirt, hat, jeans, spurs, and chaps went to a bar and ordered a drink. As he sat there sipping his whiskey, a young lady sat down next to him. After she ordered her drink, she turned to the cowboy and asked him, “Are you a real cowboy?”
“Well, I have spent my whole life on the ranch herding cows, breaking horses, mending fences… I guess I am,” replied the cowboy.
After a short while, he asked her what she was. “I’ve never been on a ranch, so I’m not a cowboy, but I am a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think of women, when I eat, shower, watch TV, everything seems to make me think of women,” said the young woman.
A short while later, she left, and the cowboy ordered another drink. A couple sat down next to him and asked, “Are you a real cowboy?”
“I always thought I was, but I just found out that I’m a lesbian.”
