I did not before today think it possible that one could laugh so hard that his spleen would come out his nose, but after hours in the hospital having a team of doctors painfully stuffing my spleen back into it’s proper place, I am now a much wiser man. My mistake was simple enough, I strolled into the local Barnes & Noble in Merced, and began browsing through the various new country albums. Barnes & Noble has a neat feature that allows one to swipe a CD across a scanner, then listen to a thirty second preview of any song on the album. All was going well until I came across Willy Nelsons newest song titled,
Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond Of Each Other. By god, there ought to be a warning on this one!! I played the song woefully unprepared for it’s content, and what happened next I have already mentioned.
After my release from the hospital I returned to Barnes & Noble where they gave me a free copy of this album due to my earlier troubles in the store. I now plan to take this CD back under my bridge and attempt once more to listen to this song at really low volume while wearing earplugs to prevent a repeat of my earlier mishap. One day I might be able to turn the volume up, and perhaps even remove the earplugs once I have built up an immunity to the song. I do not wish by any means to discourage one from buying this album, but be aware that this one particular song should be approached with extreme caution.
Cowboys Are Frequently Secretly Fond Of Each Other. By god, there ought to be a warning on this one!! I played the song woefully unprepared for it’s content, and what happened next I have already mentioned.
After my release from the hospital I returned to Barnes & Noble where they gave me a free copy of this album due to my earlier troubles in the store. I now plan to take this CD back under my bridge and attempt once more to listen to this song at really low volume while wearing earplugs to prevent a repeat of my earlier mishap. One day I might be able to turn the volume up, and perhaps even remove the earplugs once I have built up an immunity to the song. I do not wish by any means to discourage one from buying this album, but be aware that this one particular song should be approached with extreme caution.
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Hey, rumor has it that inside every cowboy is a lady who'd love to slip out.
(I can neither confirm nor deny.)
And conversely, every lady would love a cowboy to slip inside, providing he was sufficiently clean of course.
Hey Grublygold, you don't mind if I hit on your commenters, do you?
Not at all Flint, hit away.........right after I take a shot.
Wasn't that the title song ta' Brokeback Mountain. And am I the only one who sees the irony in calling a gay-cowboy movie Brokeback Mountain?
No Gil.................I'm quite sure you're not the only one to see the irony.
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