OldDog/NewTricks
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In the days of the Wild West, there was a young cowboy
who wanted more than anything to be the greatest
gunfighter in the world. He practiced every minute of
his spare time, but he knew that he wasn't yet
first-rate and that there must be something he was
doing wrong.
Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he recognized
an elderly man standing at the bar who -- in his day
-- had the reputation of being the fastest gun in the
West. The young cowboy took a place next to the
old-timer, bought him a drink and told him the story
of his great ambition.
"Do you think you could give me some tips?" he asked.
The old man looked him up and down and said, "Well,
for one thing, you're wearing your gun too high. Tie
the holster a little lower down on your leg."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
young man.
"Sure will," replied the old-timer.
The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped
out his 44 and shot the bow tie off the piano player.
"That's terrific!" said the hot shot. "Got any more
tips for me?"
"Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your
holster where the hammer hits it. That'll give you a
smoother draw."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
younger man.
"You bet it will," said the old-timer.
The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood
up, drew his gun in a blur, then shot a cufflink off
the piano player.
"Wow!" exclaimed the cowboy. "I'm learning' something'
here. Got any more tips?"
The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the
saloon. "See that axle grease over there? Coat your
gun with it."
The young man went over to the can and smeared some of
the grease on the barrel of his gun.
"No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all over
the gun, handle and all."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
young man.
The Old Timer said,
"No, but when Wyatt Earp gets done playing the piano,
he's going to shove that gun up your a$$, and it won't
hurt as much if it's all greased!"
who wanted more than anything to be the greatest
gunfighter in the world. He practiced every minute of
his spare time, but he knew that he wasn't yet
first-rate and that there must be something he was
doing wrong.
Sitting in a saloon one Saturday night, he recognized
an elderly man standing at the bar who -- in his day
-- had the reputation of being the fastest gun in the
West. The young cowboy took a place next to the
old-timer, bought him a drink and told him the story
of his great ambition.
"Do you think you could give me some tips?" he asked.
The old man looked him up and down and said, "Well,
for one thing, you're wearing your gun too high. Tie
the holster a little lower down on your leg."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
young man.
"Sure will," replied the old-timer.
The young man did as he was told, stood up, whipped
out his 44 and shot the bow tie off the piano player.
"That's terrific!" said the hot shot. "Got any more
tips for me?"
"Yep," said the old man. "Cut a notch out of your
holster where the hammer hits it. That'll give you a
smoother draw."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
younger man.
"You bet it will," said the old-timer.
The young man took out his knife, cut the notch, stood
up, drew his gun in a blur, then shot a cufflink off
the piano player.
"Wow!" exclaimed the cowboy. "I'm learning' something'
here. Got any more tips?"
The old man pointed to a large can in a corner of the
saloon. "See that axle grease over there? Coat your
gun with it."
The young man went over to the can and smeared some of
the grease on the barrel of his gun.
"No," said the old-timer, "I mean smear it all over
the gun, handle and all."
"Will that make me a better gunfighter?" asked the
young man.
The Old Timer said,
"No, but when Wyatt Earp gets done playing the piano,
he's going to shove that gun up your a$$, and it won't
hurt as much if it's all greased!"