Sadie Moskowitz was bored in retirement so she decided to go back to work. She got a job as a telemarketer for a mortgage broker. This was one of her calls.
“Hello,” said the man.
“Hi, it’s Sadie from Mortgage Financial. Do you have a second mortgage on your home?”
“No,” the man replied.
“Would you like to consolidate all your debts?”
“I really don’t have any,” the man said.
“How about freeing up cash for home improvements?” Sadie tried.
“I don’t need any. I just recently had some done and paid cash,” the man replied.
There was a brief silence, and then Sadie asked, “Are you married? My daughter’s still single!”
Moishe a Jewish cowboy rode into town and stopped at a saloon for a drink. Unfortunately, the locals always had a habit of picking on strangers, which he was. When he finished his drink, he found his horse had been stolen. He went back into the bar, handily flipped his gun into the air, caught it above his head without even looking and fired a shot into the ceiling. “Which one of you sidewinders stole my horse ?!?!?” he yelled with surprising forcefulness.
No one answered. “Alright, I’m gonna have another beer, and if my horse ain’t back outside by the time I finish, I’m gonna do what I dun in Texas! And I don’t like to have to do what I dun in Texas!”
Some of the locals shifted restlessly. The man, true to his word, had another beer, walked outside, and his horse has been returned to the post. He saddled up and started to ride out of town.
The bartender wandered out of the bar and asked, “Say partner, before you go … what happened in Texas?”
The cowboy turned back and said, “I had to walk home.”