An Oregon rancher and a Texas rancher met each other in Las Vegas. The Texas rancher inquired as to the size of the Orgonian's spread.

"Oh, about 30,000 acres." the fellow said.

"Well, shoot boy!" the Texan hooted, "My ranch in Texas, why, when I start driving my pickup in the morning, by nightfall, I'm still not to the other end of my place!"

The Oregonian said, "Yeah... I used to have a pickup like that too."