Where ya from, Cowboy?

A 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 cowboy, but with no success.

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

"Sam," the cowboy moaned.

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

With pain in his voice Sam replied,. . . . . . "The balcony!"
 
I thought this was going to be an "Is this the way to Amarillo" - been revived as a charity release over here.

LBC's "Nick Ferrari" did a special version, with the aid of specially selected phone-in volunteers - the one thing they were NOT selected for was their singing ability!

http://www.lbc973.co.uk/
No chance to hear it again though - fortunately!
 
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