The Origin of Chapstick:

An old cowhand came riding into town on a hot, dry, dusty day. The local sheriff watched from his chair in front of the saloon as the cowboy wearily dismounted and tied his horse to the rail a few feet in front of the sheriff.
- “Howdy, Stranger.”
- “Howdy, Sheriff.”
The cowboy then moved slowly to the back of the horse, lifted his tail and placed a big kiss on the horse’s butt. He dropped the horse’s tail, stepped up on the walk, and aimed toward the swinging doors of the saloon.
- “Hold on there, Mister,” said the Sheriff, “Did I just see what I think I saw?”
- “Reckon you did, Sheriff. I got me some powerful chapped lips.”
- “And does that cure them?” the Sheriff asked.
- “Nope…but it keeps me from lickin’ ‘em.”