Wisdom in the Court
of Judge Harold Wright

An old cowhand was brought before Judge Wright on a charge of public obscene behaviour. Here following is what was revealed in sworn testimony.

It was a hot, dry, dusty day when the old wrangler came riding into town after a long ride.

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 the back of the horse, lifted its tail and placed a big kiss where the sun don't shine.  He dropped the horse's tail, stepped on the walk, and aimed towards the swinging door of the saloon. 

 "Hold on there, Mister", said the Sheriff.  "Did I just see what I think I saw?" 

 "Reckon you did, Sheriff.  I got me some powerful chapped lips." 

 "And does that cure them?" the Sheriff asked. 

 "Nope, but it keeps me from lickin’ 'em."

“Well I can’t help it. I just got to arrest you.”

Judge Wright banged his gavel. “Case dismissed. Can’t sentence an honest man who tells the truth. Everyone should know that it’s lip-licking that chaps the lips. No licks; no chaps.”