Subject: GUN FIGHTER
 
   
    A young man in the Old West wanted to be the best gunfighter alive.
 He  practiced every day but knew that he was still missing something
 that  would make him the best. One night, as he was sitting in a saloon he
 spotted an old man who had the reputation of being the greatest gunfighter in
 his day. So the young fella went over to the old man and told him his dream.

The old man looked him up and down and said, "I have a suggestion that is sure
 to help."
    "Tell me, tell me," said the young man.
    "Tie the bottom of your holster lower onto your leg."
    "Will that make me a better gunfighter?"
    "Definitely," said the old man.
    The young gunman did what he was told, then in a flash he drew his
   gun and shot the bow tie off the piano player. "Wow, that really helped.
    Do you have any more suggestions?"
    "Yeah, if you cut a notch in the top of your holster where the
 hammer  hits, the gun will come out smoother."
    "Will that make me a better gunfighter?"
    It sure will," said the old man.
    The young guy did what he was told, drew his gun in a blur and shot
 a cufflink off the piano player.
    "This is really helping me.   Is there anything else you can share with me?"
    "One more thing," said the old man. "Get that can of axle grease
    over there in the corner and rub it all over your gun."
    The young man didn't hesitate and started putting the grease just on
    the barrel of the gun.
    "No, the whole gun, handle and everything," said the old man."
    "Will that make me a better gunfighter?"
    "No," said the old man, "but when Wyatt Earp gets done playing
    that piano, he's going to shove that gun up your ass, and it won't
    hurt as much."