This Yankee boy comes to Texas and want to be like everybody else in Texas so he goes to the local drug store to get fitted out. He comes out wearing boots, chaps, jeans, western shirt, vest and 10 gallon hat.

He goes and buys a six gun and holster, straps it low and goes looking for more equipment. He walks into the saloon carrying a wooden bucket in his right hand and a burlap bag over his left sholder with his left hand. He climbs up on a bar stool, sists the bucket on the floor and puts the bag up on the bar. The bartender says "howdy partner, what can I get ya"? The Yankee say that he would like to have three fingers of red eye.

"Red eye, don't yo mean whiskey" the bartender asks? "Ya, that's what I mean, red eye" the Yankee answeres.

The bartender asks the Yankee, "you aren't from around these parts are you neighbor"? The Yankee says that he isn't, he hearnd it was so nice here in Texas that he wanted to come here and live and fit in with everybody in Texas. After the bartender delivered his three fingers of "red eye", the Yankee pulled out his six shooter, aimed and shot into the wooden bucket. He reached into the burlap bag, pulled out a dead cat, took a bite out of the carcass and threw the cat back in the bag. He took the old fashioned glass filled with the whiskey and tossed the whole drink down his throat and wipes his lips and gave a big smile. The bartender was shocked and asked what in the hell was going on in his bar.

He asked why the Yankee called the whiskey red eye, why he shot in the bucket, took a bite of the cat. "Where are you from anyway"? the bartender asked? The Yankee said if the bartender would give hime another three fingers of red eye, he would tell him. The bartender did. The Yankee repeated his previous actions, shot in the bucket, took a bite of the cat and tossed the whiskey down his throat and smiled. The bartender repeated his question again. The Yankee said that he was from up north and he wanted to come down here to Texas and be like all Texans. The bartenders asked how that was.

The Yankee replied that up north they had all heard that the Texans did was shot the shit, eat p***y and drink red eye. This story shared to everyone from a born & bred true Texan.