The lone ranger and Tonto are galloping across the plains, and in to town. They stop at the saloon and realize that Silver is all sorts of lathered up after the run. The lone ranger looks at Tonto, and says, "Tonto, stay out here, and run around Silver in circles, to create a breeze. I will go have a drink, then come out so you can go in." Tonto, as always, says "Uh kemosabe.." and starts jogging.
The Lone Ranger walks in, and orders a Sasparilla, on account of that's what he likes to drink. I think it is in the Western Hero Code Book that Sasparilla is the official drink.
A minute or so later, the doors swing in, and people start scattering. The lone ranger doesn't even turn around, because he is that smooth, after all.
Behind him comes a gruff voice..... " I'm looking for the man with the big, white horse."
Silence.
A pause, and the same gruff voice says, somewhat louder.... " I said, I am looking for the man what owns the big white horse."
By now the saloon has cleared out, and there is nobody left but the Lone Ranger. The ruffian eases up beside him, with venom in his eyes, and breath as hard as kerosene. Tobacco stains on his beard and desperately in need of a bath.
Ruffian-type looks at the lone ranger and says. Is that YOUR big white horse out there?
The lone Ranger finishes his Sasparilla, and sets the glass down coolly. He turns, with his hand easing towards his pearl handled revolver on his hip.....
"Yes. That is my horse......."
"Well...... Ya left yer injun running."
