Old cowboy

> An old cowboy sat down at the Starbucks and ordered a cup of coffee. As he
> sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat down next to him.
>
> She turned to the cowboy and asked, 'Are you a real cowboy?'
>
> He replied, 'Well, I've spent my whole life breaking colts, working cows,
> going to rodeos, fixing fences, pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring
> calves, cleaning my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding
> my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy.'
>
> She said, 'I'm a lesbian. I spend my whole day thinking about women. As
> soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I
> think about women. When I watch TV, I think about women. I even think
> about women when I eat. It seems that everything makes me think of women.'
>
> The two sat sipping in silence.
>
> A little while later, a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy
> and asked, 'Are you a real cowboy?'
>
> He replied, 'Hell, I always thought I was, but I just found out that I'm a
> lesbian.'

If he was a real cowboy he'd have shagged her r's in the jon.