Shortly after the
cattle had been loaded into the railroad cars to be shipped to Chicago for processing,
before starting the journey each car was assigned an attendant to feed, water and watch
the cattle on the way. This is a story of one such cowboy assigned to that job:Following the arrival and unloading of the cattle in
Chicago, the cowboy headed for a restaurant for a long overdue dinner The only seat left
was next to a very young lady of perhaps 20 years of age who appeared to be wealthy and
with poise that reflected a substantial education. He could not help overhearing her order
as she said, "I'll have the breast of fowl...virgin fowl, please. Make very sure it
is virgin, catch it yourself. Garnish my plate with mild onions, a cup of coffee, not too
hot and please not too cold. Oh! and would you please open the window...I smell cows,
there must be a cowboy in here."
Thoroughly pissed off by now, the cowboy
placed his order like this: "I'll have the duck, a fucked duck. Make damn sure it is
well fucked, fuck it yourself. Garnish my plate with horse shit, a cup of coffee as strong
as Texas mule piss. Blow off the foam with a big ripe fart and would you knock out a wall,
I smell a cunt... there must be a whore in the house."
