A Jackeroo rides into town after months of riding the fences up at Vic River Downs. He ties the horse out the front of the pub, dusts off his pants, and then walks around to the back of the horse and runs his lips along the crack of his horses' arse.
He heads into the bar, and asks the barmen for a middie of Emu Lager. The barmen serves the beer, and after a while he can't help himself and asks, "Listen mate, I don't want to trouble ya or nuffin, but I just have to ask why you ran your lips along the crack of your horses' arse ?". He replies, "I've got chapped lips". The barmen replies, "does that cure them ?". The Jackeroo replies, "nope but it sure stops me licken 'em".