The Indian and the Buffalo

I just had to share this:

**An Indian walks into a café with a shotgun in one hand and pulling a male buffalo with the other. He says to the waiter:**

**"Want coffee."**

**The waiter says, "Sure, Chief. Coming right up."**

**He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee . . .**

**The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, turns and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then just walks out.**

**The next morning the Indian returns.**

**He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling another male buffalo with the other.**

**He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter:**

**"Want coffee."**

**The waiter says, "Whoa, Tonto!**

**We're still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?"**

**The Indian smiles and proudly says,**

**"Training for a position in United States Congress . . . Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, leave mess for others to clean up, disappear for rest of day."**