A cowboy walked out of the general store only to find that someone had painted his horse green. Furious, he stormed into the saloon next door, slamming the doors open.
He glared around the room and shouted, “Which no-good, low-down dog painted my horse green?”
A massive, mean-looking man in the corner stood up, towering over everyone. “I did,” he growled.
The cowboy’s expression changed instantly. He gulped, tipped his hat, and said nervously, “Oh, good! Just wanted to let you know the first coat is dry.”