"Amarillo by Moaning"

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   An apparently 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  cow boy, but with no success.

Finally the manager summoned the police. The Texas Ranger surveyed the situation
briefly then asked, "All right  buddy what's your name?"

"Fred," the cowboy moaned.

"Where  ya from, Fred?" asked the Ranger.

With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving a muscle, Fred
replied,

"...The  balcony..."

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Rockydog Members Profile Send Private Message Find Members Posts Add to Buddy List Administrator Joined: 13 June 2003 Location: United States Status: Offline Points: 3191	Post Options Post Reply Quote Rockydog Report Post Thanks(0) Quote Reply Topic: "Amarillo by Moaning" Posted: 14 April 2008 at 15:46
	An apparently 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 cow boy, but with no success. Finally the manager summoned the police. The Texas Ranger surveyed the situation briefly then asked, "All right buddy what's your name?" "Fred," the cowboy moaned. "Where ya from, Fred?" asked the Ranger. With terrible pain in his voice, and without moving a muscle, Fred replied, "...The balcony..."
	When the people fear their government, there is tyranny; when the government fears the people, there is liberty. Thomas Jefferson