An
old prospector shuffled into the town of El Indio, Texas leading a tired old
mule. The old man headed straight for the only saloon in town, to clear his
parched throat.
He walked up to the saloon and tied his old mule to the
hitch rail.
As he stood there, brushing some of the dust from his face
and clothes, a young gunslinger stepped out of the saloon with a gun in one
hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other.
The young gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed,
saying, "Hey old man, can you dance?"
The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, "No
son, I don't dance... never really wanted to."
A crowd had gathered as the gunslinger grinned and said,
"Well, you old fool, you're gonna dance now!" and started shooting
at the old man's feet.
The old prospector, not wanting to get a toe blown off,
started hopping around like a flea on a hot skillet.
Everybody standing around was laughing.
When his last bullet had been fired, the young gunslinger,
still laughing, holstered his gun and turned around to go back into the
saloon.
The old man turned to his pack mule, pulled out a
double-barreled 12 gauge shotgun and cocked both hammers.
The loud clicks carried clearly through the desert air.
The crowd stopped laughing immediately.
The young gunslinger heard the sounds too, and he turned
around very slowly.
The silence was deafening. The crowd watched as the young
gunman stared at the old timer and the large gaping holes of those twin 1 2
gauge barrels.
The barrels of the shotgun never wavered in the old man's
hands, as he quietly said;
"Son, have you ever kissed a mule's ass?"
The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, "No sir...
but...but I've always wanted to."
There are a few lessons for all of us here:
* Don't be arrogant.
* Don't waste ammunition.
* Whiskey makes you think you're smarter than you are.
* Always make sure you know who is in control.
* And finally, don't screw around with old folks; they
didn't get old by being stupid.
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