bones
08-31-2003, 04:33 PM
A cowbow lay sprawled across four seats in an Amarillo movie theater, smelling of whiskey and chewing tobacco. When the usher noticed this he whispered to him, "Sorry, sir, but you are allowed only one seat."
The cowboy groaned but did not budge
The usher became impatient, "Sir, if you do not get up I will have to summons the manager."
Again the cowbow only groaned.
The usher marched briskley up the isle, and in a moment returned with the manager. Together they repeatedly attempted to move the cowboy, without success.
Finally, they summoned the Sherrif who briefly surveyed the situation, then asked "OK, buddy, what's your name?
"Billy", replied the cowboy.
"Billy what", retorted the officer.
"Bob".
"Where ya from, Billy Bob".
With pain in his voice, Billy Bob answered, "From the balcony".
The cowboy groaned but did not budge
The usher became impatient, "Sir, if you do not get up I will have to summons the manager."
Again the cowbow only groaned.
The usher marched briskley up the isle, and in a moment returned with the manager. Together they repeatedly attempted to move the cowboy, without success.
Finally, they summoned the Sherrif who briefly surveyed the situation, then asked "OK, buddy, what's your name?
"Billy", replied the cowboy.
"Billy what", retorted the officer.
"Bob".
"Where ya from, Billy Bob".
With pain in his voice, Billy Bob answered, "From the balcony".