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Re: What is a Cosie?
« Reply #20 on: October 02, 2005, 06:56:05 PM »
I just read this and chuckled:

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Grouchiness was expected of them, and they generally obliged.  It was more in pretense than in earnest.  Let a cook get too easy and first thing he knew the cowboys would be running over him.  Keep them at a distance and keep them about half boogered.  That was the cook's theory  that way, he got along fine.


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Re: What is a Cosie?
« Reply #21 on: October 02, 2005, 10:04:20 PM »
My favorite by Charlie. :)  The best paintin' ever done in the whole world, if I owned the original I would not trade it for any of the painted by some fancy pants that had to 'spain his work. ;D
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Always get the water for the coffee upstream from the herd.

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Re: What is a Cosie?
« Reply #22 on: October 10, 2005, 04:20:22 PM »

Frugal Cowboy Meal
by Kent Rollins

This ain't no doggone "Hardee's"
And it ain't no "Mick-eDee's"
There ain't no drive-up window
And a menu you want see

This is just an ole Chuckwagon
That's been through hell and back
There won't be any happy meals
Cause my food want fit in a sack

We don't give no little toy
With the meal that you receive
But we'll pass out the Rolaids
There the only thing that's free

We ain't got no purdy waitress
To bring out your gourmet meal
Just an ole wore out camp cook

Who's nasty, mean and ill
'Cause he's been up early, a fixin
Your meal it didn't come pre-cooked
And there ain't no telling what fell in
When you weren't there to look

But my coffee's always hot
And you wont find no preservatives here
And the meat is s always 100% pure
Mostly coyote, beef or deer

Now don't go getting squeamish
Cause we ain't killed nobody yet
And you'll get a free coupon
For a free visit to the vet

So, get up here in line, folks
For a Frugal Cowboy Meal
Before ole cookie starts tenderizing
With them big ole wagon wheels!



I found this lookin' fer sumthin' else, thought it reminded me of someone I know. 

"Just an ole wore out camp cook who's nasty, mean and ill." ;D ;)
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Re: What is a Cosie?
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Re: What is a Cosie?
« Reply #23 on: October 10, 2005, 04:36:16 PM »
Here is another offering, one of my favorites to share with you.

BOOMER JOHNSON

Now Mr. Boomer Johnson was a gettin' old in spots,
But you don't expect a bad man to go wrastlin' pans and pots;
But he'd done his share of killin' and his draw was gettin' slow,
So he quits a-punchin' cattle and he takes to punchin' dough.

Our foreman up and hires him, figurin' age had rode him tame,
But a snake don't get no sweeter just by changin' of its name.
Well, Old Boomer knowed his business-he could cook to make you smile,
But say, he wrangled fodder in a most peculiar style.

He never used no matches-left 'em layin' on the shelf,
Just some kerosene and cussin' and the kindlin' lit itself.
And, pardner, I'm allowin' it would give a man a jolt
To see him stir frijoles with the barrel of his Colt.

Now killin' folks and cookin' ain't so awful far apart,
That musta been why Boomer kept a-practicin' his art;
With the front sight of his pistol he would cut a pie-lid slick,
And he'd crimp her with the muzzle for to make the edges stick.

He built his doughnuts solid, and it sure would curl your hair
To see him plug a doughnut as he tossed it in the air.
He bored the holes plum center every time his pistol spoke,
Till the can was full of doughnuts and the shack was full of smoke.

We-all was gettin' jumpy, but he couldn't understand
Why his shootin' made us nervous when his cookin' was so grand.
He kept right on performin', and it weren't no big surprise
When he took to markin' tombstones on the covers of his pies.

They didn't taste no better and they didn't taste no worse,
But a-settin' at that table was like ridin' in a hearse;
You didn't do no talkin' and you took just what you got,
So we et till we was foundered just to keep from gettin' shot.

When at breakfast one bright mornin', I was feelin' kind of low,
Old Boomer passed the doughnuts and I tells him plenty: "No,
All I takes this trip is coffee, for my stomach is a wreck."
I could see the itch for killin' swell the wattles on his neck.

Scorn his grub? He strings some doughnuts on the muzzle of his gun,
And he shoves her in my gizzard and says, "You're takin' one!"
He was set to start a graveyard, but for once he was mistook;
Me not wantin' any doughnuts, I just up and salts the cook.

Did they fire him? Listen, pardner, there was nothin' left to fire,
Just a row of smilin' faces and another cook to hire.
If he joined some other outfit and is cookin', what I mean,
It's where they ain't no matches and they don't need kerosene.

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Re: What is a Cosie?
« Reply #24 on: November 11, 2005, 04:48:55 PM »
Special fer Del.

Punchin' Dough
by Henry Herbert Knibbs

Come, all you young waddies, I’ll sing you a song:
Stand back from the wagon - stay where you belong;
I’ve heard you observin’ I’m fussy and slow,
While you’re punchin’ cattle and I’m punchin’ dough.

Now I reckon your stomach would grow to your back,
If it wa’n’t for the cook keeps fillin’ the slack:
With the beans in the box and the pork in the tub,
I’m a wonderin’, now, who would fill you with grub?

You think you’re right handy with gun and with rope,
But I’ve noticed you’re bashful when usin’ the soap:
When you’re rollin’ your Bull for your brown cigarette,
I been rollin’ dough for the biscuits you et.

When you’re cutting’ stock, then I’m cutting’ steak:
When you’re wrangling’ horses, I’m wrangling’ cake:
When you’re hazing’ the dogies and battin’ your eyes,
I’m hazing’ dried apples that aim to be pies.

You brag about shootin’ up windows and lights,
But try shooting biscuits for twelve appetites:
When you crawl from your roll and the ground it is froze,
Then who biles the coffee that thaws out your nose?

In the old days the punchers took just what they got:
It was sowbelly, beans and the old coffee-pot:
But now you come howlin’ for pie and for cake,
then you cuss at the cook for a good bellyache

You say that I’m old, with my feet on the skids;
Well, I’m telling’ you now that you’re nothing’ but kids:
If you reckon your mounts are some snaky and raw,
Just try ridin’ herd on a stove that won’t draw.

When you look at my apron, you’re reading’ my brand,
Four X, which is sign for the best in the land:
On bottle or sack it sure stands for good luck,
So - line up, you waddies, and wrangle your chuck.

No use of your snortin’ and fightin’ your head:
If you like it with chili, just eat what I said;
For I aim to be boss of this end of the show,
While you’re punchin cattle and I’m punchin’ dough
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Re: What is a Cosie?
« Reply #25 on: June 22, 2006, 12:34:42 AM »
Good readin' above.  On another slant, fer those that haven't heard it, one by Utah, an MP3.  Start in the middle if you're in a hurry.

http://www.utahphillips.org/stuff/mooseturdpie.mp3

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Re: What is a Cosie?
« Reply #26 on: June 22, 2006, 07:47:14 PM »
 ;D ;D ;D
"Finest partner I ever had.  Cleans his paws and buries his leavin's.  Lot more than some folks I know."

                   


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