The Origin of ChapstickThe old cowhand came riding into town on a hot, dry, dusty day. The local sheriff watched from his chair in front of the saloon as the Cowboy wearily dismounted and tied his horse to the rail a few feet in front of the sheriff.“Howdy, stranger…““Howdy, Sheriff…“The cowboy then moved slowly to then back of his horse, lifted its tail, and placed a big kiss were the sun don’t shine. He dropped the horse’s tail, stepped up on the walk, and aimed towards the swinging doors of the saloon.“Hold on, Mister…““Sheriff?““Did I just see what I think I just saw?““Reckon you did, Sheriff…I got me some powerful chapped lips…““And that cures them?“ „Nope, but it keeps me from lickin‘ em!
