Who wants to be a cowboy ?

    Who wants to be a cowboy ?

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    HELL YEAH!!!

    Looks easy enough

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    HELL YEAH!!!


    Looks easy enough

    OMG ! Rather you than me !! :w00t:


    OMG ! Rather you than me !! :w00t:

    I have ex girlfriends twice as big and twice as angry as those bulls :thumbsup:

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    I have ex girlfriends twice as big and twice as angry as those bulls … I have ex girlfriends twice as big and twice as angry as those bulls :thumbsup:

    ahhhhhhhhhhh .... explains you having had your head bitten off


    ahhhhhhhhhhh .... explains you having had your head bitten off

    Had to go invisible to avoid them shows how bad it was!

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    mornin' tigerclassic cowboy clip

    Morning Holly ..... yes agreed one of the best ! :thumbsup:

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    [LEFT][FONT=Verdana][SIZE=4]Yoo-hoo[/SIZE][/FONT] [/LEFT]
    [INDENT][LEFT][FONT=Verdana][SIZE=2]My mother always called, "Yoo-hoo," so we would look her way.
    She did it at the sale barn one cattle auction day.

    Dad brought his cows to market there, as he did every spring.
    He liked to watch the auction and his cattle in the ring.

    Some Hereford cows were milling round, and others bawling loud.
    The auctioneer was trying hard to stir the morning crowd.

    My folks were in their usual seat where they had said they'd be,
    And I had started toward them when my mother spotted me.

    She jumped up quick and called, "You-hoo," and then she waved her hand.
    She'd bid on thirty Herefords with our own CU brand.

    The auctioneer looked toward my mom and gave a little nod.
    A feedlot buyer raised her bid, and I was thanking God.

    I didn't dare to signal her for fear they'd think I'd bid,
    And Mom had no idea at all of what she almost did.

    So needing to get down there fast, I headed for the stair.
    Then came another, "You-hoo Yo-ooooo," that caught me unaware.

    I'd almost closed the distance when my mother waved once more.
    The auctioneer acknowledged her, the way he had before.

    I watched the feedlot buyer as I slipped into my seat,
    And when the fellow didn't bid, my heart near ceased to beat.

    My dad sat focused on the ring completely unaware
    Of all the action going on right there beside his chair.

    From up in back there came a bid, and I could breathe again.
    I prayed the field had narrowed down to real cattle men.

    I took Mom's hand soon as I could and held it tight in mine.
    I said, "How are you doin', Mom?" She said, "I'm doin' fine."

    Now Mom had been to auctions, and she knew what not to do.
    Of course a real no no would have been to call, "Yoo-hoo."

    But Mom forgot herself that day and learned to her chagrin
    How close she came to buyin' back the cows that Dad brought in.[/SIZE][/FONT][/LEFT]

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    Three cowboys were hanging out in the bunkhouse. "I know that smart aleck Tex," said the first. "He's going to start bragging about that new foreign car he bought as soon as he gets back."
    "Not Tex," the second cowboy replied. "He'll always be just a good ol' boy. When he walks in, I'm sure all he'll say is hello." "I know Tex better than either of you," said the third. "He's so smart, he'll figure out a way to do both. Here he comes now." Tex swung open the bunkhouse door and shouted, "Audi, partners!"


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    The cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh Amarillo theatre. When the usher came by and noticed this he whispered to the cowboy, "Sorry, sir, but you're only allowed one seat." The cowboy groaned but didn't budge. The usher became more impatient. "Sir, if you don't get up from there, I'm going to have to call the manager. The cowboy just groaned.
    The usher marched briskly back up the aisle. In a moment he returned with the manager. Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the cowboy, but with no success. Finally, they summoned the police. The cop surveyed the situation briefly then asked, "All right buddy, what's you're name?"
    "Sam," the cowboy moaned.
    "Where ya from, Sam?" With pain in his voice Sam replied.... "The balcony."

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    A cowboy rode into town and stopped at the saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on newcomers. When he finished, he found his horse had been stolen.
    He comes back into the bar, handily flips his gun into the air, catches it above his head without even looking and fires a shot into the ceiling. "Who stole my horse?" he yelled with surprising forcefulness.
    No one answered.
    "I'm gonna have another beer and if my horse ain't back outside by the time I'm finished, I'm gonna do what I dun back in Texas and I don't want to have to do what I dun back in Texas!"
    Some of the locals shifted restlessly.
    He had another beer, walked outside, and his horse was back! He saddled up and started to ride out of town.
    The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, "Say partner, what happened in Texas?" The cowboy turned back and said, "I had to walk home!"

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    [CENTER][FONT=Verdana][SIZE=4][COLOR=darkred]Hell[/COLOR][/SIZE][SIZE=4][COLOR=darkred]'s Half Acre[/COLOR][/SIZE][/FONT][/CENTER]
    [INDENT][CENTER][FONT=Verdana][SIZE=2][SIZE=4][COLOR=darkred]Gather round all pardners,
    There's a story I must tell.
    'Bout a place up in Wyoming,
    I myself call cowboy hell.

    They were pushin' little dogies,
    Down the sage brush covered trail.
    They were headin' up to Casper,
    Where they'd send 'em down the rail.

    They were movin' sorta northeast,
    In the early mornin' sun.
    It was maybe half past seven,
    When they all heard someone's gun.

    They rode on through the sage brush,
    Where the prairie rattlers dwell.
    Then they came upon a stretch of land,
    That truly looked like hell.

    As they looked across the prairie,
    Not a cowboy made a sound.
    It was pretty clear to all of 'em,
    They'd have to go around.

    The trail boss rode up to the edge,
    With shock upon his face.
    Never in his life had he seen,
    Such a Godforsaken place.

    It's a place of desolation,
    Way out in the prairie sand.
    And it looks like it was carved there,
    By the devil's own right hand.

    The point man spotted somethin',
    And the trail boss gave the word.
    He said ride on up an check it out,
    So it doesn't spook the herd.

    Well the thing that he'd seen movin',
    Was a boy packin' a saddle.
    The kid he really looked like hell,
    Like he'd fought a losin' battle.

    As the boy told 'em his story,
    He would start to shake an shiver.
    He said he was headin' west,
    To some kin in Powder River.

    He said this wasn't his country,
    That he'd had a chance to roam.
    But he'd fought with his ol' pappy,
    So he'd ran away from home.

    He said he was just ridin',
    When he felt a sudden jolt.
    Said he thought it was a rattler,
    That'd caused his horse to bolt.

    Said he'd tried to hold 'em back,
    But the bronc was movin' fast.
    When they dove into the hell hole,
    Said he thought he'd breathed his last.

    When he came back to his senses,
    On the jagged rocks below.
    Started lookin' for his pony,
    Where he was he didn't know.

    He crawled down a little further,
    Then his face formed in a frown.
    Cause he knew his horse was hurt bad,
    And he'd have to put him down.

    Well they put him in the wagon,
    And they took him on back home.
    And they knew that he'd be wiser,
    'Bout the places that he'd roam.

    All the cowboys they were happy,
    Cause he hadn't met his maker.
    In that hell hole on the prairie,
    That they now call Hell's Half Acre.[/COLOR][/SIZE] [/SIZE][/FONT][/CENTER]
    one cool cowboy yeee haaaa!

    All good stuff this morning snowtiger :thumbsup: Complete lunacy on the vid.

    Hope that the sofa replacement was sorted! Cream - when will they ever learn that mum is always right ??

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    [COLOR=darkred]Hiya Kippy ...................................... he is so cute ! (why do they have to grow up ? ............!! )[/COLOR]

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    All good stuff this morning snowtiger :thumbsup: Complete lunacy on the … All good stuff this morning snowtiger :thumbsup: Complete lunacy on the vid.[COLOR=darkred]yes completely off their rockers !![/COLOR]Hope that the sofa replacement was sorted! Cream - when will they ever learn that mum is always right ??

    [COLOR=darkred]Hi there Chesso ... Well sort of ! They arrived with the replacement 3 seater Cream settee but when they unwrapped it from its many layers of cardboard it was really mucky, dirty marks all over it and they only sent 1 replacement cushion instead of 2 for the 2 seater .. ! so for now the ''settee saga'' continues ........................ [/COLOR]

    snowtiger, he's probably needing to pee or poo ... hence the actionman stance.

    sofas are never straightforward ... john lewis was the only one that delivered and carried it all the way upstairs without complaining and they even fixed it up.
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