Cowboy Becomes Life Coach, Charges $299 for “Toughen Up, You Wimp” Seminars

Ma asked, “He got a website for that?”
Pa chuckled, “Yup, and a podcast with his hat.”
“Lesson one,” he growled, “cryin’ don’t pay,”
Then made city slickers haul hay all day.
“Embrace your dust, hug your scars,”
He lectured ‘neath the neon stars.
“Feelings? Sure–just wrangle ’em fast,
Then brand ’em hard ‘fore the moment’s past.”
Goat co-hosted with a bell and sass,
While Pig offered mantras carved in grass.
The workbook’s leather, stitched with rage,
And pages soaked in pure sage.
He trademarked grit and patented spurs,
Then charged extra if you used slurs.
Now CEOs chant “Yeehaw Inside,”
And therapists weep where their clients ride.

Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)

Last Updated on December 22, 2025 by Alan Nafzger