Cow boys and girls!

I thought this guy was taking me for a ride when I asked him where we should go for a drink. He was the closest thing I have ever seen to a real cowboy. Rocking the cow boy boots, shirt tucked in with a bottle of beer hanging off his belt. He was chewing tobacco and spitting that shit all over the sidewalk. He talked like he was straight out of Texas and seemed oddly out of place in San Diego! I got to say though he taught me my first line dance which was a blast and unexpectedly easy to follow being in a line n'all!