Teaching Him To Dance:
A little prospector wearing clean new shoes walked into a
A big Texan standing at the bar said to his friend, "Watch me
make this dude dance."
He walked over to the prospector and said, "You're a foreigner,
aren't you? From the East?"
"You might say that," said the prospector, "I'm from Boston
and I'm here prospecting for gold."
"Now tell me something," said the Texan, "can you dance?"
said the prospector.
"Well I'm going to teach you," said the Texan.
And with that the
Texan took out his gun and started shooting at the prospector's
Hopping, skipping, and jumping the little prospector made it to
the door shaking like a leaf.
About an hour later the Texan left the saloon.
As soon as he
stepped outside the door he heard a click.
He looked around
and there, four feet from his head was the biggest shotgun he had
The little prospector said, "Mr. Texan, have you ever kissed a
"No," said the quick thinking Texan, "but I've always wanted to."