Bear Hunt'n A 15 year old boy just gets his hunting license. He walks up to his dad and says "Hey Dad, I'm goin' huntin'. I need a gun."
Replies the dad "Alright, come with me." Dad hands the boy a .22 pistol with a full magazine.
The boy goes out, finds a bear, and empties the clip on it. The bear waltzes up, stands straight up, then rips the gun out the the boy's hand. The bear says "Kid, we got a problem. Either I can beat you to death with this this pistol, or I can take you over to that log and shag you."
The boy thinks 'Well if he beats me to death, I can't come back and kill him later.' "I'll take the shaggin'." He comes home to his dad and says "Dad, I need more firepower." Dad's getting a little mad. Dad gives the boy a 12-gauge shotgun with 7 slugs.
The boy goes out and finds the same damn bear. BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM!
The bear runs up, rips the gun out the gun out of the boy's hand and says "Kid, we got us another problem. Either I can shoot you with the last round, or I can take you to that log and shag you." Boy thinks 'I'm coming back for him later with more firepower.' "I'll take the shagging."
He comes home to his dad and says "DAD! I NEED MORE FIREPOWER!" Dad is really pissed off by now. "Son, come with me." Dad lifts up the living room carpet, opens a trap-door, and pulls out a box.
He pulls out a fully automatic 30-Cal. with 2 belts of 1,000 rounds each. "Thanks Dad." Goes out, finds that same damn bear again. He links the belts together for 2,000 rounds. Pulls and holds the trigger, just doin' the Rambo thing, choppin' down trees and everything.
The bear runs up and says "Kid, you're not here for the huntin' are you?" | |
