Then there was the old down home cowboy in Texas who'd stop in the same bar every afternoon for a beer. He'd drink it slowly then, every day, he'd say, "Well, it's time to go check on the ranch."
A couple young hotshots who frequented the bar decided to have some fun with him. One walked up him looked over the old man's worn jeans and dirty boots, and said "Hey Old timer, you always have to go check on your ranch. Just how big is this ranch of yours anyway?"

"20 acres."

The 2 young guys cracked up. "Wow! 20 acres! Hey old timer, just where is this 20 acre ranch of yours anyway?"

"Downtown Dallas."


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.