Cowboy Fish rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers, which Cowboy Fish was. When he finished his drink, Cowboy Fish found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling. "Which one of you sidewinders stole my horse?!?!?" Cowboy Fish yelled with surprising forcefulness. No one answered. "Alright, I'm gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain't back outside by the time I finish, I'm gonna do what I did in Texas! And I don't like to have to do what I did in Texas!"
Some of the locals shifted restlessly. Cowboy Fish , true to his word, had another beer, walked outside, and his horse has been returned to the post. Cowboy Fish saddled up and started to ride out of town.
The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, "Say pardner, before you go... what happened in Texas?"
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"I had to walk home." ☺☺☺
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