|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 clearh 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
The young gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed, saying, "Hey old
The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, "No son, I don’t dance…
A crowd had gathered as the gunslinger grinned and said, "Well, you old
The old prospector, not wanting to get a toe blown off, started hopping
Everybody standing around was laughing.
When his last bullet had been fired, the young gunslinger, still laughing,
The old man turned to his pack mule, pulled out a double-barreled 12 gauge
The loud clicks carried clearly through the desert air. The crowd stopped
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 barrels of the shotgun never wavered in the old man’s hands, as he
"Son, have you ever kissed a mule’s ass?"
The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, "No sir… But… But I’ve always
There are a few lessons for all of us here:
* Don’t be arrogant.
I just love a story with a happy ending, don’t you?