Fred the Cowboy
Fred the Cowboy
A drunken cowboy lay sprawled across three entire
seats in the posh Amarillo Theater. 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?"
"Fred," the cowboy moaned. "My name's Fred."
"Well, then -- where ya from, Fred?" asked the
Ranger in an effort to strike up a friendly conversation.
With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving
a muscle, Fred replied, "The balcony."
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