An old stockman wanders into an Alice Springs pub.
As he sits sipping his beer, a young woman sits next to him. She turns to him and asks, “Are you a real stockman?”
He replies, “Well, I’ve spent my entire life in the bush, riding horses, mending fences and herding mobs of cattle, so I guess I am.”
She says, “I’m a lesbian. I spend all day thinking about women. As soon as I rise in the morning, I think about women. When I shower or watch TV, everything seems to make me think about women.” Then she leaves.
A few minutes later, a couple sits down next to the old stockman and asks, “Are you a real stockman?”
He replies, “I always thought I was, but I just found out I’m a lesbian.”