GLAD WE HAVE CHAPSTICK

The old cowhand came riding into town on a hot, dry, dusty day. The local sheriff watched
from his chair in front of the saloon as the cowboy wearily dismounted and tied his horse to
the rail a few feet in front of the sheriff.
"Howdy, stranger..."

"Howdy, Sheriff..."

The cowboy then moved slowly to the back of his horse, lifted its tail, and placed a big kiss
where the sun don't shine. He dropped the horses's tail and stepped up on the walk and aimed
towards the swinging doors of the saloon.

"Hold on there, Mister..."

"Sheriff?"

"Did I just see what I think I just saw?"

"Reckon you did, Sheriff...I got me some powerful chapped lips..."

"And that cures them?" the Sheriff asked.

"Nope, but it sure keeps me from lickin' em. "


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