He aquí una breve historia sobre cómo un vaquero encontró el secreto de la felicidad conyugal justo después de que se casó. La ceremonia fue hermosa y la novia encantadora. Después de la boda, los novios llegaron en su carro tirado por caballos para hacer su camino a casa, con la novia feliz y emocionado, parlotear sobre nada, y el novio permanecer fuerte y silencioso con ni una palabra después de la “Que hago.”
Halfway through their ride, the horse stumbled. The cowboy broke his silence and said, laconically, “One.” His wife was nonplussed, but let it pass. Another couple of miles on, the horse stumbled again, and the groom went, “Two.” The wife ignored it and went on with her one-sided conversation. Just as they reached home, the old horse stumbled once more. The cowboy said, “Three,” pulled out his gun and shot the poor beast dead.
The bride was, understandably, shocked and dismayed. Ella dijo, “Gato, honey, you should control your temper. It’s inhuman to shoot a poor old horse for stumbling a couple of times.” The cowboy remained silent. The wife decided to take it up a notch. “Are you listening to me? Anybody can shoot a defenseless animal. Don’t think you are impressing anybody! Promise me, you will never do this again.” The cowboy remained silent. The wife, exasperated now, asked, “Bueno, don’t you have anything to say for yourself?”
The cowboy finally did have something to say. Dijo, “One.”
It is said that they never had another argument in their long and happy married life.
No animal was harmed during the writing of this post.