The Price Ain't Friendly

Billie Bob Taylor

Rob and I were sitting on our horses as we watched the cows grazing. There was no real reason on why we were out at 7am staring at cattle. He just called me this morning whilst Benedito and I were getting ready for the day and told me to come over. 

He had been telling me about his Oklahoma heart break in more detail and each time I could not help but let out a hiss. "I don't know why women don't want me," he pouted, "I'm a good looking guy."

"You are ol'son and you're the top bronc rider. You would think women would come flocking to you," I sighed as I readjusted my rope around my bullhorn. 

"They do but they ain't the right ones. You know I ain't the type for one night stands. I want something stable," he pursed his lips.