Mostly they're still killing Nazis in War II.
There were three men sitting
on a bench, one was a Texan
wearing a cowboy hat, one was a
Muslim wearing a turban, and
the last fellow was an Apache
with a feather in his hair.
The Indian was sad and gloomy as he
said, "My people were many, but
now we are few."
The Muslim puffs up and said,
"Once my people were few, but
now we are many."
The Texan adjusts his hat, rolls
a smoke, leans back and drawls
out, "That's because we ain't
played Cowboys and Muslims yet."