An old prospector walks his tired old mule into a
western town one day. He’d been out in the desert for
about six months without a drop of whiskey.
He walked up to the first saloon he came to 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 walked 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, have you ever danced?”
The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, “No,
I never did dance. I just never wanted to.”
A crowd had gathered by then and the gunslinger said,
“Well, you old fool, you’re gonna’ dance now,” and
started shooting at the old man’ s feet. The old prospector was
hopping around and everybody was laughing.
When the gunslinger fired his last bullet, he holstered his
gun and turned around to go back into the saloon.
The old man reached up on the mule, drew his shotgun, and
pulled both hammers back making a double clicking sound. The
gunslinger heard the sound and everything got quiet. The crowd
watched as the gunslinger slowly turned around looking down both
barrels of the shotgun.
The old man asked, “Did you ever kiss a mule square on the a#%?”
The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, “No. But I’ve always wanted to.”
