City life

Cowboy Joe was telling his fellow cowboys back on the ranch about his <br />n first visit to a big-city church. "When I got there, they had me park my <br />n old truck in the corral," Joe began. <br />n "You mean the parking lot," interrupted Charlie, a more worldly fellow. <br />n "I walked up the trail to the door," Joe continued. <br />n "The sidewalk to the door," Charlie corrected him. <br />n "Inside the door, I was met by this dude," Joe went on. <br />n "That would be the usher," Charlie explained. <br />n "Well, the usher led me down the chute," Joe said. <br />n "You mean the aisle," Charlie said. <br />n "Then, he led me to a stall and told me to sit there," Joe continued. <br />n "Pew," Charlie retorted. <br />n "Yeah," recalled Joe. "That's what that pretty lady said when I sat down <br />n beside her."