The Cowboy and the Hippie

Rated PG13

The cowboy was sitting atop a tractor seat shaped stool at the bar in a red-neck saloon, throwing back a few brews. The general buzz of conversation in the saloon quieted noticeably as a young man walked through the door, pulled himself up to the bar and ordered a sasparilla. He was a kind of hippy looking fellow with a mohawk do on his noggin. It was dyed yellow and blue, green and orange, red, gold and even a little turquoise. The cowboy's gaze had followed the hippy from the door, clear through the saloon to where the hippy now sat sipping his sasparilla. The cowboy was trying not to stare. Finally the hippy looked up and noticed the cowboy's gaze fixed upon him and walked over to where the cowboy sat.

The hippy tapped the cowboy on the shoulder and asked, "What the hell do you think you're staring at?"

"Well," the cowboy drawled, "It's your hair."

"What's the matter with my hair?" insisted the hippy.

The cowboy looked him over and said, "Aside from the way it's cut and colored, nothin' I guess."

The hippy was thoroughly on the defensive now and demanded of the cowboy "Didn't you ever do anything stupid like this when you were young?"

The cowboy nodded at the hippy with one eyebrow raised. "Yep, I fucked a peacock once. I was afraid maybe you were my son!"

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