cowboy dressed to kill

[stormy]

An old cowboy dressed to kill with a cowboy shirt, hat,
jeans, spurs, and chaps went to a bar and ordered
a drink.
As he sat sipping his whiskey, a young lady sat down
next to him. After she ordered her drink, she turned
to the cowboy and asked him, "Are you a real cowboy?"
To which he replied, "Well, I have spent my whole life
on the ranch, herding cows, breaking horses, mending
fences. I guess I am."
After a short while, he asked her what she was.
She replied, "I am a lesbian. I spend my whole day
thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning
I think of women, when I eat, shower, watch TV,
everything seems to make me think of women."
A short while later she left and the cowboy ordered
another drink. A couple sat down next to him and asked,
"Are you a real cowboy?" To which he replied, "I always
thought I was, but I just found out that I'm a lesbian."