An Eastern newspaper correspondent had just arrived in an old Western town when he noticed a curious lack of women.

An Eastern newspaper correspondent had just arrived in an old Western town when
he noticed a curious lack of women.
Walking into the local saloon he asked a cocky shitkicker, "What do you
fellas do around here for entertainment?"
"Ya mean women?" asked the shitkicker. "We ain't got none. 'Round here folks
fuck sheep."
"That's disgusting," cried the correspondent, "I've never heard of such
moral degredation."
However, after a few months, the correspondent's rocks were beginning to
ache and the sheep were looking more and more attractive.
So he finally went out and found himself a comely sheep, brought her back to
his room, shampooed her and then tied ribbons in her hair. After a bottle of
champagne, he lured the sheep into his bedchamber and released his pent-up
frustrations.
Afterward, he escorted his four-legged lover to the saloon for a drink. As
the correspondent and his wooly mate entered, a hush fell over the patrons and
the anxious couple became the object of many stares.
"You goddamn bunch of hypocrites!" the reporter yelled. "You've been fucking
sheep for years, but when I do it up right you look at me like I'm some sort of
crazy pervert!"
One cowboy in the back of the crowd spoke up, "Yeah, but that's the
sheriff's gal!"