This is too good not to read. Sometimes there is justice in this ole
world and this is a good example of it.

An old prospector shuffled into town leading an old tired mule. The old
man headed straight for the only saloon in town to clear his parched
throat.

He walked up to the saloon and tied his old mule to the hitching post. As
he stood there brushing some of the dust from his face and clothes, a
young gunslinger stepped out of the saloon with a gun in one hand and a
bottle of whiskey in the other.

The young gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed saying, "Hey old
man, have you ever danced?"


The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said,"No, I never did dance -
just never wanted to."

A crowd gathered quickly and the gunslinger grinned and said, "Well, you
old fool, you're gonna' dance now!" and started shooting at the old man's
feet.

The old prospector, in order to not get a toe blown off or his boots
perforated, was soon hopping around like a flea on a hot skillet and
everybody was laughing fit to be tied.

When the last bullet had been fired, the young gunslinger, still laughing,
holstered his gun and turned around to go back into the saloon. The old
man then turned to his pack mule, pulled out a double barreled shotgun and
cocked both hammers back. The loud audible double clicks carried clearly
through the desert air.

The crowd stopped laughing immediately. The young gunslinger heard the
sounds too and he turned around very slowly. The quiet was almost
deafening.

The crowd watched as the young gunman stared at the old timer and the
large gaping holes of those twin barrels.

The young gunslinger was finding it hard to swallow. The barrels of the
shotgun never wavered in the old man's hands.

The old man calmly said, "Son, have you ever kissed a mule's ***?"
The boy bully swallowed hard and said, "No, But I've always wanted to."

There are two lessons to be learned here:
1. Don't waste ammunition.
2. Don't mess with old people.


Don't you just love a story with a happy ending?