Your talk of Cowboys and gays reminds me of that joke.
The city-girl from New York was traveling out west and found herself in a cowboy bar. An older cowboy bought her a drink - and she asked “So - are you a REAL cowboy!?” “Oh yes maam. Well pretty much. I mean I still ride horses, but most of the work is out of a pickup truck - but yeah - I’m a cowboy. So what are you little darlin’?”
“Oh me - I’m a lesbian!”
“Your a what?”
“You know a lesbian.”
“Um no I don’t”.
“You know. I like women! I LOVE women. I love the way they talk, the way they feel - their hair, their smell. I just LOVE women!”
“Heh. Well shoot, I thought I was a cowboy - but I guess I must be a lesbian too!”
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