Fessin' Up
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A lone cowpoke rode into town and stopped at the local barber shop
for a shave. The locals had a habit of picking on strangers and when
his shave was done and he headed out, his horse was missing...
He stormed back into the barber shop, 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 one moved...
"Alright, I'm gonna have my mustache waxed here, 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.
He had his mustache waxed, walked outside, and there was ole Blue! He swings up
into the saddle and starts to ride out of town.
The barber wanders out of the shop and asks, "Say partner, before you
go...I've got to know... what happened in Texas?"
The cowboy reined in, turned back and said, "I had to walk home."