A cowboy rides into town on his horse and heads straight to the saloon for a drink. A few hours and a bottle of whiskey later, he walks out of the saloon.
After a minute, he runs back in.
All right! he yells. Who took my horse?
No one says a thing.
Right, says the cowboy. Im gonna give yall to the count of three. If no one tells me what happened to my horse, were gonna have a repeat of what happened back in 71.
Still, no one says anything.
One! Everyone begins to look around.
Two! A few people start edging for the door.
Dont make me do this. THR
It was just a joke! a young man yells. Your horse is out back, safe and sound.
Lucky, the cowboy says. I was almost ready to do it.
Do what? the man says. What happened in 71?
The cowboy sighs. I had to walk home.
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