The cowboy lay sprawled across three entire seats in the posh Amarillo theatre. When the usher came by and noticed this he whispered to the cowboy, Sorry, sir, but youre only allowed one seat. The cowboy groaned but didnt budge. The usher became more impatient. Sir, if you dont get up from there, Im going to have to call the manager. The cowboy just groaned. The usher marched briskly back up the aisle. In a moment he returned with the manager. Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the cowboy, but with no success. Finally, they summoned the police. The cop surveyed the situation briefly then asked, All right buddy, whats youre name? Sam, the cowboy moaned. Where ya from, Sam? With pain in his voice Sam replied…. The balcony.