Tale of the Old West

An old prospector walks his tired horse into town. He'd been out in the desert and in the mountains for six months without a drop of whiskey. He walked up to the first saloon he came to and tied his poor old mule to the hitch rail.

As he stood there brushing some of the dust from his face and clothes, a gunslinger walked out of the saloon with a gun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other. The gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed, saying "Hey old man, you ever danced"?

The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, "No, I never did dance much - never saw the need in it".

A crowd had gathered by then and the gunslinger said, "Well, you old fool, you're gonna dance now", and started shooting at the old man's feet.

The old prospector was jumping around and everyone was laughing.

When the gunslinger had fired his last bullet, he holstered his gun, took a big gulp from his whiskey bottle and turned to go back in the saloon.

The old man reached up on the mule, drew his shotgun, and pulled both of the hammers back making a double clicking sound.

The gunslinger and everyone else heard the sound and everything stopped and got real quiet.

The crowd watched as the gunslinger turned slowly around looking down both barrels of the shotgun.

The old man asked, "Did you ever kiss a mule square on the ass"?

The gunslinger swallowed hard and said, "No - but I've always wanted to"!

Moral of the story - don't mess with Paige.