A rancher's widow needed help to run the ranch, so she advertised in the local paper for a hired hand.
Two cowboys applied for the job. One was gay and the other a drunk.
She thought long and hard about it, and when no one else applied she decided to hire the gay guy, figuring it would be safer to have him around the house than the drunk..He proved to be a hard worker who put in long hours every day and knew a lot about ranching.
For weeks, the two of them worked, and the ranch was doing very well.Then one day, the rancher's widow said to the hired hand, 'You have done a really good job, and the ranch looks great. You should go into town and kick up your heels.'The hired hand readily agreed and went into town one Saturday night.
One o'clock came, however, and he didn't return.
Two o'clock came and still no hired hand.
Finally he returned around two-thirty, and upon entering the room, he found the rancher's widow sitting by the fireplace with a glass of wine, waiting for him.She quietly called him over to her.
Unbutton my blouse and take it off,' she said.
Trembling, he did as she directed.'Now take off my boots.' He did as she asked, ever so slowly..'Now take off my socks.' He removed each gently and placed them neatly by her boots.'Now take off my skirt'. He slowly unbuttoned it, constantly watching her eyes in the fire light.'Now take off my bra'. Again, with trembling hands, he did as he was told and dropped it to the floor.Then she looked at him and said, 'If you ever wear my clothes into town again, you're fired'.
I know that's been around awhile, but I love it. LOL
todAAy i AAm grAAteful & thAAnkful
that I was in first grade the last time I was sober for this length of time
for seemingly constant reminders lately that my recovery must come before anything else; it's because of my recovery that anything else is possible
for some really powerful first step meetings over the past few days
That they may have a little peace, even the best dogs are compelled to snarl occasionally.
- William Feather