Quote from Lucrum:
A young cowboy sitting in a saloon one Saturday night . . .
An old cowboy was sitting in a saloon one Friday night, drinking a beer at the bar. In walks a fairly manish looking woman who plunks down beside him, orders a beer and a shot. She turns to the man and says "Are you a real cowboy?"
"Yes mam, I am. I herd cattle, break horses, ride fences - the whole bit."
"It is very nice to meet you. I am a lesbian. I think about women morning, noon and night. I can't stop thinking about them."
The lesbian finishes her beer and whiskey, says good night to the cowboy and heads out the door.
A few minutes later, Nutmeg walks in and sits down next to him.
"Are you a real cowboy?" Nutmeg asks.
"Well, up `till a few minutes ago I thought I was. Turns out I am actually a lesbian."