A cowboy got paid on Friday and immediately rode into town and
proceeded to get thoroughly shitfaced.

A couple of his pals decided to play a trick on him. They snuck
out, turned his horse around, then went back in to join the
hapless cowboy for a few more rounds.

The next morning, when the alarm clock and a glass of cold water
in the face failed to have the slightest effect, the cowboy's
wife started shaking him by the shoulders and screaming, "Tex,
get up! You have to hit the goddamn trail, you've got work to
do."

"Can't," mumbled Tex. "Too beat. Too tired. Can't even lift my head."

"Get the hell up!" she screamed in his ear. "I've seen you this
hung over a thousand times."

"Last night was different," said the wretched fellow. "Some son
of a bitch cut my horse's head off, and I had to pull him all the
way home with my finger in his windpipe!"