While busily preparing for the first day of deer hunting season,
my wife started nagging that I never asked her to go along.
After several hours of argument the wife won.
That next morning we drove out to the country,
and I placed her in a tree about 100 yards from my blind.
Just as I reached my blind,
I heard a loud bang coming from the wife's position.
As I ran up to her,
I saw that she was holding her gun on a man nearby and shouting,
"It's my deer! Get away from it!!
The sheepish-looking stranger just nodded slowly and said,
"OK, lady.. It's your deer.
Just let me get my saddle off of it!"
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