FarmCA Humor Archives HUNTING two
THE HUNTER'S DIARY
1:00 am Alarm clock rings. 2:00 am - Hunting partner arrives - drags you out of bed. 3:00 am L' Throw everything except the kitchen sink in the pickup. 3:05 am". Leave for the deep woods. 3:15 am'- Drive back home and pick up gun. 3:30 am Drive like crazy to get to the woods before daylight. 4:00 am - Set up camp - forgot the tent. 4:30 am- Head into the woods. 6:05 am - See eight deer. 6:06 am - Take aim and squeeze trigger. 6:07 am:- "Click". 6:08 am - Load gun while watching deer go over the hill. 8:00 am L Head back to camp.
9:00 am:. Still looking for camp..
10:00 and - Realize you don't know where camp is.
Noon - Fire gun for help - eat wild berries.
12:15 PM - Ran out of bullets - eight deer come back.
12:20 PM Strange feeling in stomach.
12:30 PM - Realize you ate poison berries.
12:45 PM - Rescued.
12:55 PM - Rushed to hospital to have stomach pumped.
3:00 PM - Arrived back in camp.
3:30 PM - leave camp to kill deer.
4:00 PM - Return to camp for bullets.
4:01 PM - Load gun - leave camp again.
5:00 PM - Empty gun on squirrel that's bugging you.
6:00 PM - Arrive at camp - see deer grazing in camp.
6:01 PM - Load gun.
6:02 PM - Fire gun.
6:03 PM - One dead pickup truck.
6:05 PM : Hunting partner returns to camp dragging deer.
6:06 PM Repress strong desire to shoot partner.
6:07 PM - Fall into fire.
6:10 PM - Change clothes - throw burned ones into fire.
6:15 PM • Take pickup - leave partner and his deer in the woods.
6:25 PM - Pickup boils over - hole shot in block.
6:26 PM - Start walking.
6:30 PM Stumble and fall - drop gun in the mud.
6:35 PM - Meet bear.
6:36 PM - Take aim.
6:37 PM - Fire gun - blow up barrel plugged with mud.
6:38 PM - Make mess in pants..
6:39 pin - Climb tree.
9:00 PM - Bear departs - wraps gun around tree.
Midnight - Home at Last.
Next day - Watch football games on TV, slowly tearing hunting
license into little pieces - place in envelope and mail to Game
Warden with very clear instructions on where to place it.
IT'S LABELED:
Simon and Bubba are going deer hunting on his uncle's land.
The uncle doesn't want any of his cows getting shot, so he tells them that he has every deer in the area labeled "Deer", so they'll know when they see one.
The very next day, the uncle goes out into his front yard and sees his brand new John Deere Tractor dead.
NOT GETTING YOUR MONEY'S WORTH:
Simon and Bubba were out hunting in the woods when Simon decided he couldn't wait to go to the bathroom anymore. "Man, Bubba, I've got to use the bathroom", he said, "but I don"t have any toilet paper". "Just use a dollar", said Bubba.
So Simon proceeded around a tree to do his business. A few minutes later he came from behind the tree with brown stuff all over his hands.
"I thought I told you to use a dollar", exclaimed Bubba.
"I did", said Simon, "but have you ever tried to wipe your bottom side with three quarters, two dimes, and a nickel"?
SLIPPED AND FELL
A guy was telling his friend about his recent hunting trip to Alaska. "We were out in the woods all morning and our guide decided that we should take a break along the river bank. I wasn't feeling tired so I went for a stroll while the others were resting. As I was walking, a grizzly bear burst out of the undergrowth in front of me. I turned and started running like hell through the woods with the bear after me. The bear almost caught up with me but slipped and fell down. I kept running and the bear almost caught up with me again twice, but slipped and fell each time. I finally reached the river bank. The guide saw the bear chasing me and shot it dead." "Wow!" replied his friend, "That's incredible. If I were you, I would have wet myself." The first guy answered, "What do you think the bear was slipping.
Bear Hunters
Two men went bear hunting. While one stayed in the cabin, the other went out looking for a bear. He soon found a huge boar, shot at it ,but only wounded it. The enraged bear charged toward him, he dropped his rifle and started running for the cabin as fast as he cold. He ran pretty fast but the bear was just a little faster and gained on him with every step. Just as he reached the open cabin door, he tripped and fell flat. Too close behind to stop, the bear tripped over him and went rolling into the cabin. The man jumped up, closed the cabin door and yelled to his friend inside, "You skin this one while I go and get another!"
IDENTIFICATION TAG:
According to the Knight-Ridder News Service, the inscription on the metal bans used by the U.S. Department of the Interior to tag migratory birds has been changed. The bands used to bear the address of the Washington Biological Survey abbreviated: Wash. Boil. Surv. until the agency received the following letter from a weekend camper:
"'Dear Sirs: While camping Last week I shot one of your birds. I think it was a crow. I followed the cooking instructions on the leg tag and I want to tell you, it was horrible."
'The bands are now marked Fish and Wildlife Service.
IRISH HUNTER
Finian Finegan was doing some brickwork on the fireplace in Mr. Cabot's expensive home. He was much impressed by the moosehead over the fireplace.
Tis a beautiful animal, Mr.. Cabot, bigger even than the great Irish Deer, Oi'm thinkin." t'
"Yes," said Mr. Cabot, "that moose was a fighter among moose. I traveled for three days into the back country where I hunted this moose. I passed up four other bulls before I came upon this gigantic track. I tracked him for another day and a half before sighting the monster. It took three hours before I could get into a position Where I could shoot him, and when I finally got the monster down and butchered him, it took no less than four pack ponies to carry the meat and head out. That's what a truly huge trophy he was."
Shaking his reddish curls in admiration, Finian said, "Truly, tis a great hunter you are, Sir, and a great animal that is. Do you mind if Oi go into the next room and see the rest of him?"
THE EXPERT:
The game warden approached a duck hunter, asking if he had shot any ducks or geese. When the hunter claimed two ducks, the ranger asked to see them. On picking up the first duck he tipped it up and sniffed it's anus.
"Ahh" said the ranger, this duck comes from the Alberta region.
The hunter said, "that's amazing," and then he passed him the second duck. Once again the range sniffed the duck's backside, and promptly announced, "this duck migrated down from the Yukon.".... "wow, I'm impressed," said the hunter.
Now the warden said, "May I see your license and duck stamps, please?"
"Sure," said the hunter, handing him his license.
"I see there's no current address showing on your license; sir," said the warden, "would you mind telling me where you're from?"
Bending over the hunter says, "You're the expert, you tell me!!!!!"
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[ January 02, 2004, 08:41: Message edited by: Atrocities ]