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A Texan, A Masshole, & a Mainer

Started by Lowprofile, February 20, 2007, 11:49:22 PM

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Lowprofile

A Texan, a guy from Massachusetts and a Mainer, are
riding horses out on the range. The Texan, just to
show off, pulls an expensive bottle of whiskey out of
his saddlebag, takes a couple drinks, throws the
bottle in the air, pulls out his gun and shoots it in
mid-air.

The guy from Massachusetts, shocked, asks, "What are
you doing?
That's a perfectly good bottle of whiskey!"

The Texan replies, "In Texas, there's plenty of
whiskey and bottles are cheap!"

A little while later, not wanting to be outdone, the
guy from Massachusetts pulls out a bottle of
champagne, takes a few sips, throws the bottle into
air, pulls out his gun and shoots it, just like the
Texan.

The guy from Maine can't believe it. "What are you
doing? That was a very expensive bottle of champagne."
With a wink to the Texan, the Masshole says, "In
Boston, there's plenty of champagne and bottles are
cheap."

About 15 minutes later, the Mainer pulls out a bottle
of beer. He opens it and takes a sip. Then another
sip. Then he chugs the rest of the bottle. Then he
places the bottle back in his saddlebag, pulls out his
gun and shoots the guy from Massachusetts.

The Texan is visibly shaken. "Good God!  Why did you
do that for?"

The Mainer replies, "Well, in Maine, we have plenty of
people from Massachusetts and bottles are returnable."
"Its better to live one day as a Lion than a Lifetime as a Lamb".

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Now that's what I'm talkin' about!!!

v/r
Mike from Maine
Life isn't Father Knows Best anymore, it's a kick in the face on a saturday night with a steel toed grip kodiak work boot and a trip to the hospital all bloodied and bashed.....for reconstructive surgery. But, what doesn't kill us, makes us stronger, right?