A lone cowpoke rode into town and stopped at the local waterin' hole for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals had a habit
of picking on strangers. When the cowpoke finished his drink and headed out, he found his horse was missing.
The visitor stormed back into the bar, flipped his gun into the air, snatched it above his head without even looking
and drilled three holes in the ceiling.
"Fess up! Which one of you sidewinders stole ma hoss?" he demanded with surprising forcefulness. Silence...No one answered...No
"Alright," he said. "I'm gonna have another drink, and if Ole Blue ain't back out front BY THE TIME I'M DONE, I'M GONNA
DO WHAT I DUN IN TEXAS! AND BELIEVE ME, I DON'T LIKE TO HAVE TO DO WHAT I DUN IN TEXAS!"
Some of the locals shifted restlessly.
A few minutes later the stranger finished his drink, walked outside, and found Ole Blue hitched back up where he was
supposed to be! He swung up into the saddle and was about to ride out of town when the bartender burst out of the bar and
asked, "Say partner, I've got to know...What happened in Texas?"
The cowboy reined in, turned back, grinned and said, "I had to walk home."