A cowboy has spent many days crossing the Texas plains without water.

His horse has already died of thirst. He’s crawling through the sand, certain that he has breathed his last breath, when all of a 
sudden he sees an object sticking out of 
the sand several yards ahead of him.

He crawls to the object, pulls it out of the sand
 and discovers what looks to be an old briefcase.

He opens it and out pops a genie.
 But this is no ordinary genie. 
She is wearing a FEMA (Federal Emergency
Management Agency) ID badge and a dull gray 
dress. There’s a calculator in her pocketbook,
 and she has a pencil tucked behind one ear.
 “Well, cowboy,” says the genie, “You know how it 
works, you have three wishes.”

“I’m not falling for this,” said the cowboy, 
”I’m not going to trust a FEMA genie.”

“What do you have to lose? You’ve got no 
transportation and it looks like you’re a goner
 anyway!”

The cowboy thinks about this for a minute and 
decides that the genie is right.

“OK!, I wish I were in a lush oasis with plenty of
 food and drink.”

***POOF***

The cowboy finds himself in the most beautiful 
oasis he has ever seen and he is surrounded
 with jugs of wine and platters of delicacies.

“OK, cowpoke, what’s your second wish.”

“My second wish is that I was rich beyond my 
wildest dreams.”

***POOF***

The cowboy finds himself surrounded by treasure
 chests filled with rare gold coins and precious gems.

“OK, cowpuncher, you have just one more wish.
 Better make it a good one!” Continue reading Cowboy in the desert →