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The Cowboy

The Cowboy In Texas they love football and cowboys, not your ordinary cowboys mind, the ones who herd the cattle to slaughter, but those who walk tall in local towns and own an oil well or two. Real cowboys are usually black or Mexicans, low paid and smell of cattle and dust; and when the cows are delivered to the abattoir drink lone star beer, chew tobacco and get arrested. Real cowboys dress in fancy dresses look a bit effeminate, when drunk on whisky ride an artificial bull and fall off to great applause from adoring female fans who think those ridiculous pseudo heroes are for real. In Texas they call it Americana, have a governor who gladly condemn people to death, western tradition- hang them high-. When Illusion overtakes overtake truths mainly because veracity is boring, after all a cowboy is a cattle herder and reality lacks the romance of a pearly studded dud.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 10/5/2012 6:43:00 AM
Duke, I never met a cowboy who couldn't fix a fence out in the north forty. Calamity Jane
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 10/5/2012 7:40:00 AM
calamity kathy mending fences?

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