Who would ever guess that I would find so much beef jerky in a drawer! Not me, boy howdy! (I learned to say that from a TV puppet dressed like a freckly cowboy -- "boy howdy" is a good thing to say instead of "d****t")
So I had all this beef jerky today and Lie Bot said it was what cowboys ate instead of steak! It seems that steak has "water weight" in it, which is hard for horses to carry around, and so they squashed raw steaks under their saddles as they rode, until the water got squeezed out. Then the steaks were ready to take on the trail! The younger cowboys had to do this chore, and there are some famous paintings of jerkyboys done by a painter named Freddie "Say Cheese For Six Hours" Remington! What kind of a name is that?! Anyhow, I bet it was neat to ride on a steak seat. I bet it felt as good as a waterbed! I bet a lot of jerkboys fell asleep and went right in the ditch!
Can I have a waterbed? Oh, I'm sorry. That was rude of me. I had better quit sinning and asking the public for stuff. Sorry!
Hail Mary, full of grace, how does your garden grow?
Wait, no. Oh boy, I have to look it up again. Bye! Love you!