A Real Cowboy

A woman sits down next to a cowboy in a bar.
She asks, “Are you a REAL cowboy?”
He replies, “Well, Ma’am, I brand calves, rope steers, mend fence, ride the range. Yup… I’m a REAL cowboy.”
She says, “Well I’m a lesbian. I think about women all day, all evening, all the time. It seems all I ever do is think about making love with women.”
And then they sat there quietly sipping their beers.
Just then a man walked in and sat on the other side of the cowboy. He said, “Are you a REAL cowboy?”
The cowboy responded, “Well, I THOUGHT I was, but I just found out that I’m actually a lesbian.”