Something surprising

Two cowboys ride into town after weeks out on the range. One cowboy says to the other, "Slim, first thing I'm gonna do is get myself a drink."

The second cowboy says, "That sounds good, Tex, but the first thing I'm gonna do is go to Miss Carlyle's and get myself some loving."

"That do sound better," agrees Tex. So they rode over toward Miss Carlyle's. Before going into the swanky cathouse they decide that they out to clean up a bit and they stop at a horse trough, wash their faces and their boots and put on clean kerchiefs. Then they stood there for a moment staring at the entrance to the bordello feeling suddenly shy.

"You know," said Slim. "Maybe getting a drink first is the best idea."

"Yup," said Tex so they walked over toward the town saloon.

In through the swinging doors they went and both of them stopped and stared because behind the bar, polishing things up with a damp rag stuck to his wing stood a large duck. "Wait'll it be, gents?" asked the duck.

"B-b-but..." said Tex. Then he took off his hat and hit himself in the face with it several times.

"You're a duck!" said Slim, pointing, as if there might be some doubt as to which duck or which bartender he meant.

The duck sighed. "I get this a lot. Do you want something to drink, fellas?"

"Uh, uh, uh," said Tex, coming over with a coughing fit.

"I'm sorry for us being so dumfuzzled but we've neither of us ever seen a duck tending bar before," said Slim, pounding on his partner's back to help him start breathing again.

The duck snorted. "I've never seen two cowboys without shit on their boots before either but I'm not going to get all choked up about it."