That Cowboy Will Poke Your Eye Out

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Watch out for this cowpoke! I made the mistake of turning to face this dude in order to talk to him. Unfortunately, I talked to his Texas longhorn. Hence, the look of discomfort on my face.

You have to wonder if the calculus used to adjust the height of the stilts incorporated the average height of a female in relation to the location of his prickly cactus.

Comments

Ronia Nash said…
"prickly cactus" ..... good one!
March 9, 2010 at 9:59 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
I has tumbleweed at first Ronia but that didn't seem anatomically correct.
March 9, 2010 at 11:03 PM
Ronia Nash said…
No I guess tumbleweed wouldn't have worked unless you were talking about .... well you know.
March 9, 2010 at 11:25 PM
Shrinky said…
I hadn't figured you as a midget..!
March 10, 2010 at 6:34 AM
SquirtyB said…
Lol. Oh I needed a good laugh this morning!
March 10, 2010 at 9:29 AM
Anonymous said…
LMAO!!! too funny.
March 10, 2010 at 3:08 PM
Martini Cartwheels said…
Hi John! Thanks for stopping by!

Ha! LOL Shrinky. In reality, that cowboy was only 5'9".

Hey Squirty! Glad this gave you a chuckle :)

Hi Jude! Good thing I didn't take his picture when I turned around to talk to him. I would have needed a wide angle lens.
March 10, 2010 at 8:38 PM
LilliGirl said…
Hey, Chica! Award for you over at my place. :)
March 11, 2010 at 9:49 AM
Anonymous said…
I get enough poking on FB.
March 11, 2010 at 12:17 PM
Anonymous said…
LOL nice! Love the chaps, would be even better on a woman though.
March 11, 2010 at 4:37 PM
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