Strange Friends in Life

I find that as I go through life I tend to become friends with the strangest people.

My friend Cowboy is a tall, skinny thing. He is about 6'1, stick legs and arms, no rear and a little beer belly. This will matter later.

So, Cowboy and I are walking back to the office after having a cigarette and he is telling me about his recent trip home to the back mountains of some northern state. He tells me that him and his family were discussing the sizes of their beer bellies and how he was so proud that he was catching up to some of them. As we are walking I am just laughing at him because he is proud of it. So I tell him, that having a beer belly is not something to be proud of, that he should try to put some of that beer belly in his rear, the rest of the conversation goes like this....

Cowboy: "There is nothing wrong with being proud of my beer belly"
Me: "Why?"
Cowboy: "Because it is more fuel for the Love Machine"
Me: (Laughing Hysterically) "I cant believe you just said that, no wonder you are single"

So, ladies if you are looking for a man with fuel for the Love Machine, let me know...