Horse watched too much Bill and Ted, so when we say whoa, he just thinks we’re impressed. Matter of fact, he starts runnin’ even faster. If ya hang on long enough, you’ll get where you wanna go eventually.
Feast your eyes on the world’s tiniest cowboys! This raucous team of bronc busters was on their way to Cheyenne when their tour bus shrank down to the size of a matchbox car.
Somewhere in us all there’s a pumping, thumping feeling we oughtta be out roaming the great wide open. We hear it loud in our ears, a beating rhythm, pushing us to make our own way. That or we had too much caffeine this morning.
Had a few hit polka songs back in the 80s. Those radio singles played nonstop in Karnes County. But when I traded my accordion for a guitar, all 17 of my fans deserted me. Guess I shoulda stayed content with my little break.
Feast your eyes on the world’s tiniest cowboys! This raucous team of bronc busters was on their way to Cheyenne when their tour bus shrank down to the size of a matchbox car.
Somewhere in us all there’s a pumping, thumping feeling we oughtta be out roaming the great wide open. We hear it loud in our ears, a beating rhythm, pushing us to make our own way. That or we had too much caffeine this morning.
If ya wanna make it in this business, ya better be able to tie more than yer average bugger, definitely gotta have some carburetor knowledge, and to cap it off: tacos. Cuz there ain't no better recovery food after a late night at the tavern.
Around here, we call 'em lightning bugs-tiny sparks of summer, flickerin' through the dark. We catch 'em in grandma's old mason jars, watching 'em glow like little storms in the palm of your hand.
Listen, everybody loves a good yardbird. They eat the bugs, keep ornery snakes away, and they don't take no crap from no one. Yes, we know that's a double negative, but it's for emphasis!
At dawn, birdsong fills the air as a covey wakes the sun. Hidden in prickly pear and cedar scrub, they're nearly invisible — until a flutter of wings erupts from the brush, then vanishes just as fast.
The main event, tonight at Arena Los Senderos. Jefe defends his title against the underdog: the Conejo Kid. Seniors get in free. Kids are half priced. Buckets of beer are ten pesos till we sell out.
Rode hard into a typhoon for several days. Couldn’t see five feet in front of our faces, but we drove the herd till we found some new country to pasture ‘em in. They grill their fish over charcoal and serve it with pickled plums in these parts.
After spending a couple decades hid away in the Eastland County Courthouse, Ol’ Rip here is still kickin’. This sucker will eat ya outta house ‘n home…that is if your home is full of red ants.
The Cowboy Pro Shop Hat is a full meshback snapback in white and green. It features cotton twill, a structured 5-panel design, a curved visor, rope detail, and a screen-printed design
After spending a couple decades hid away in the Eastland County Courthouse, Ol’ Rip here is still kickin’. This sucker will eat ya outta house ‘n home…that is if your home is full of red ants.
Your first set of wheels was an old rusted out Jeep Renegade with peeling decals and a faulty four wheel drive. But that ol’ tape player never missed a beat.
Listen, ain’t no one going to wear a shirt like this out settin’ fence posts on the ranch (well you might, and all the power to ya, trailblazer!), but this City Slicker is the perfect companion for a day out city slickin’.
