A cowboy walks into a bar in a town he'd never been to before.
This town is known for their vehement harrassment of strangers, and that's exactly what happens to the cowboy the whole time he's in the bar.
He finally tires of it, finishes his beer and walks out the door only to discover his horse is missing.
He walks back into the bar, removes his pistol from the holster, shoots once in the air, and says,
"Alright, my horse is missing and I'm not happy about it. I'm going to sit down here at the bar and have me another beer, and by the time I'm finished with it my horse better be standing outside or I'm just gonna have to do what I did in Dallas last time this happened to me!!."
Of course this scares everyone to death and nobody even whispers while he drinks his second beer. He finishes it, walks outside, and his horse has been returned! The bartender follows him outside and meekly says, "Excuse me mister, but if you don't mind me asking, what did you do in Dallas?" The cowboy says.... "I . . . walked home."