Subj : :-)
To   : All
From : richardw
Date : Thu Oct 06 2005 11:54 am

> A drunken 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."
 > Once again, the cowboy just groaned. The
 > usher marched briskly back up the aisle,
 > and 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 Texas
 > Ranger surveyed the situation briefly then
 > asked, "All right buddy what's your name?"
 > "Sam," the cowboy moaned.
 > "Where ya from, Sam?" asked the Ranger.
 >
 > With terrible pain in his voice, and without
 > moving a muscle, Sam replied,
 >  .. . . "... the balcony..."

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