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Edited on Thu Sep-14-06 10:05 PM by Redstone
in the other hand, and a pistol stuck in his belt.
He asks the bartender for a shot of whiskey. When the bartender brings it, he chugs it down, puts the bucket of manure on the floor, draws his pistol, and shoots a hole in the bucket. Then he puts the cat on the floor. The cat immediately runs out of the bar, and the Indian runs out after it. He chases the cat down the block, picks it up, and returns to the bar.
The Indian asks the bartender for another whiskey, and it's the same routine all over again. Chug whiskey, shoot hole in bucket of manure, run out of the bar after the cat.
When he returns this time, the bartender asks, "Say, do you mind if I ask you what this is all about?"
The Indian replies, "I work for white man. He tell me, today Friday. He give me my pay, and say 'Why you not go into town, have a few drinks, shoot the shit, and chase some pussy.'"
Now THAT's funny. And I can tell that joke because I'm an Indian, so let's not have any accusations of ethnic stereotyping, OK?
Redstone
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