Cowboys. Gotta love em.

[crestofwaves]

Cowboy: "Give me 3 packets of condoms, please."

Cashier: "Do you need a paper bag with that, sir?"

Cowboy: "Nah... She's purty good lookin'...."

 

[crestofwaves]

There's something about those cowboys, for sure. 

[Karin M Fichtner]

Did you ladies ever see Oprah and Gayle's roadtrip across the country?  The got to a ranch where there were two cowboys out in the corral, and I thought those two sophisticated big-city gals were gonna pee their pants!!  They hung on the rails of that corral, drooling like highschool cheerleaders after the quarterback.   The cowboys were married, and they ladies were introduced to the wives, but that didn't stop them from giggling and flirting like starstruck groupies.  

Something about a cowboy, to be sure.  I dated a former cowboy for a while, and he was a darling.  Something about a man in uniform, too. 

Maybe it's because they evoke feelings of the Alpha male thing.  Nowadays, we seem to want to move away from the masculine men; we want them to get "in touch with their feminine side" (what the hell does that mean, anyway???)  or be more sensitive, or help you pick out shoes or drapes.....Pullleeeez!!!  I want my men to be men.....in every sense of the word.  And I know ain't no "girly-man" gonna be a cowboy....or a soldier...cop.....fireman, etc.  Being with a man who's comfortable with his masculinity.....merely makes me feel more like a woman. 

[Lifesighs]

My husband grew up on a ranch did all the cowboy stuff except he decided to go to school and ended up with a Ph'd.

When I met him he seemed to be a combination of Walter Mathau and John Wayne, I felt like I was living in a movie he did some funny things and was always a surprise. His daughter always says her dad was John Wayne with a tux.

There are some real cowboys at the ranch in Centennial WY.

[crestofwaves]

My husband lived out in Arizona for twenty years. He first went out after high school, got high, worked on ranches, ate corn bread.  He still has a twang when he speaks. Even though it was annoying to get up, he used to wake me early on Sunday so we could go to breakfast, but I always enjoyed, "C'mon, Darlin'. Git up. We're burnin' daylight."

Once time down South we were at a show and we struck up a conversation with a Sounthern man.  He asked my husband where he was from.  The man said, "I can tell where SHE'S from" meaning me and referring to my Jersey accent, but he couldn't place that cowboy twang.

As to going out for breakfast, not my thing.  Lunch, dinner, yes, but eggs are eggs.  So now on Sundays, he goes out, gets bagels, brings them home, and I eat 1/4 of one bagel, lol.

[ProblemAgain]

i always thought women liked cowboys cause they don't fall off...

(but what do i know....)

[Karin M Fichtner]

Save a horse.....ride a cowboy. 

[frenchy]

so .. one nite mom and dad are gettin it on buns up kneelin and in walks little johnny .. mom is too engrossed to even notice but dad see's him but don't wanna stop so when johnny says daddy what are you doin ?? dad says we're playin cowboy .. so johnny says can i play too ?/ so dad not wantin to stop says ok and sits him on moms back and keeps up the pace till mom starts moanin really really loud .. and then cute little johnny says .. careful dad .. this is where me and the mailman always get bucked off .. .. 

so i guess you could say i played at bein a cowboy a time or three..

or you could play rodeo .. pretty much the same game.. buns up kneelin only you say you know honey my other girlfriend likes it like this too .. and then try and hang on for 8 seconds ..