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An old prospector walks his tired old mule into a western town one day.
He'd been out in the desert for about six months without a drop of
whiskey. He walked up to the first saloon he came to and tied his old
mule to the hitching rail. As he stood there brushing some of the dust
from his face and clothes, a gunslinger walked out of the saloon. He
had a gun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other hand. He
looked at the old man and laughed.

Then he said, "Hey old man have you ever danced?"

The old man looked up at him and said, "Nope, never had a hankering to
dance."

A crowd had gathered by then and the gunslinger said, "Well you old
fool you're gonna dance now," and he started shooting at the old man's
feet. The old man was hopping around and everybody was laughing. He
fired his last bullet, holstered his gun and turned around to go back in
the saloon.

The old man reached up on the mule, got his shotgun and pulled the
hammer back making a loud click. The gunslinger heard this, then
everything got quiet. He turned around and was looking at the old
prospector aiming both barrels right at him. The old man asked him,
"Did you ever kiss a mule right on the ass?"

The gunslinger swallowed hard, then said, "No, but I've always wanted
to!"