Skunk Hunter

Discussion in 'The Bathroom Wall' started by Godfearingsecular, Aug 7, 2007.

  1. The big game hunter walked in the bar and bragged to everyone
    about his hunting skills. The man was undoubtedly a good shot
    and no one could dispute that. But then he said that they
    could blindfold him and he would recognize any animal's skin
    from its feel, and if he could locate the bullet hole he would
    even tell them what caliber the bullet was that killed the
    animal. The hunter said that he was willing to prove it if
    they would put up the drinks, and so the bet was on.

    They blindfolded him carefully and took him to his first animal
    skin. After feeling it for a few moments, he announced "Bear."
    Then he felt the bullet hole and declared, "Shot with a
    .308 rifle." He was right.

    They brought him another skin, one that someone had in their
    car trunk. He took a bit longer this time and then said, "Elk,
    shot with a 7mm Mag rifle." He was right again.

    Through the night, he proved his skills again and again, every
    time against a round of drinks. Finally he staggered home
    drunk out of his mind and went to sleep. The next morning he
    got up and saw in the mirror that he had one hell of a shiner.

    He said to his wife, "I know I was drunk last night, but I
    think I'd remember a brawl. Where did I get this black eye?"

    His wife angrily replied, "I gave it to you. You got into bed
    and put your hand down my panties. Then you fiddled around a
    bit and loudly announced, 'Skunk, killed with an axe.'

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