Happy hour at a western bar or saloon that old cowboys frequent, to tell stories to everyone and no one.
My afternoon is going to be so much better if ole Rockne is down at Slopeside’s Cowboy Poetry drinking a bourbon!
Sunrise in front and a trail behind you! (Stained undies)
Wow! Those are some stained undies; they look like cowboy underwear.
A gang founded in 2007 in Otaki, New Zealand.
Well known for travelling New Zealand and having GOOD TIMES!!
Sponsored by Dou Bros.
Man those Anal Cowboys are so hardcore... at having good times!!
The act of a red bearded man in a Cowboy hat walks by and sticks his finger in you ass and smells it just to get his rocks off!
This man gave me a spicy cowboy and smelled his finger!
The slick amalgam of oil and sweat in the male groin creases. Often shares the same ripe, odiferous qualities of ball stank.
I gave home some dome for a few minutes but the cowboy butter was so repugnant I had to stop.
I scratched the persistent itch only to unleash the ripe smell of cowboy butter onto my fingers.
No shower for a week truly results in some top shelf cowboy butter.
A sexual act where the female gets down on all fours. The male then proceeds to mount the female, tie a belt around her neck, and kick her in the sides whilst violently snapping the makeshift reins. The act ends when the man screams “You’re alright girl”,before aggressively ejaculating all over the back of the woman
Person one: hey wanna go get some Italian.
Person two: I can’t I’m still recovering from the Domesticated Cowboy
Eating a bacon sandwich , smoking a cigarette and drinking a can of stella whilst riding your fella
Wow, last night I rode that mofo like an English Cowboy