Some time ago while travelling through Arizona I stopped in a small cafe. I had a table facing the front window. As I dined I watched a cowpoke tether his horse, lift the horse’s tail and kiss it right on the ass!
When he entered the cafe I said “Wow! You must really love that horse!”
Oh! He explained, “No, I have chapped lips.” I said, “Do you mean to tell me that kissing a horse on the ass cures chapped lips?” He said, “no, but I don’t lick em’ any more!”