Three cowboys are sitting around a campfire, each telling tall tales.

The first one says, “I must be the meanest, toughest cowboy there is. The other day a bull got loose in the corral and gored six men before I wrestled it to the ground by the horns with my bare hands.”

The second cowboy says. “Why that’s nothing. I was walking down the trail yesterday and a fifteen-foot rattlesnake slid out from under a rock and made a move for me. I grabbed that snake with my bare hands, bit its head off and sucked the poison down in one gulp. And I’m still here today.”

The third cowboy remained silent, staring into the fire, silently stirring the coals with his dick.

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  1. My grandpa told me a version of this type of joke once:

    3 mice are sitting around drinking at a mouse bar and start talking about how tough they each are. The first mouse slams down a shot and says ‟I am so tough, every morning I wake up and go around the house, take the cheese from the mousetraps, and bust out 50-100 reps on each one.” Second mouse says ‟ahh, that’s nothing,” slams a shot, and proceeds ‟I’m so tough that every morning, I go around the house and collect all the rat poison pellets and crumble them up and sprinkle that shit on my breakfast cereal.” The third mouse just sits there quietly, drinks his shot, then starts to leave. The other two look at him and pry ‟well, what about you? Not man enough to hang with us?” The third mouse casually reples ‟I do not have time for these childish games. I have to get home and fuck the cat.”

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