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				 Best hunting dog ever 
 
			
			A guy decides he wants to learn how to hunt.             Needing a good hunting dog, he visits a farmer who has been             advertising hounds in the newspaper. The farmer shows him several             dogs, but the guy doesn't like them. Then he spots one hound that             the farmer hasn't shown him. The guys asks, "What about that             one?" "Oh, no," the farmer replies. "That one's             my special dog." "What's so special about him?"             "Let me show you."
 The farmer leads the guy and the dog to a field, lifts up one of the             dog's ears, and orders, "Go find the birds!" The dog             charges to a nearby bush, points and barks once. "That means             there's one bird in that bush," says the farmer. "No             way!" exclaims the guy. The farmer takes a stick and pokes the             bush, and a huge pheasant flies out.
 
 To further convince the guy, the farmer again lifts the dog's ear             and repeats, "Go find the birds!" This time the dog             streaks off to another bush, points, and barks twice. "That             means there's two birds in there," says the farmer,
 taking his stick and poking at the bush. Two huge pheasants pop out             and fly away.
 
 "I've gotta have that dog!" says the man. "Well,             okay," replies the farmer. "But it's gonna cost you a             bundle." The guy forks over the bucks and takes the dog.
 
 A month later, the farmer has to go to the city, and decides to             visit the guy who bough his prize hound. When he asked the guy about             the dog, the man replies, "A couple of buddies and I went             hunting, and when we got to a field the damnedest thing happened. I             went up to the dog, lifted one of his ears, and said 'Go find the             birds.' The dog
 took off like a bat outta hell and ran into the field, barking and             running around like crazy. Then he jumped on my leg and started             humping it like I was a B***h in heat. After that, he grabbed a             stick and started shaking it violently at me! I thought he'd gone             nuts for sure, or maybe had rabies or something. So I shot the f***er."
 
 "You blithering idiot!" yelled the farmer. "He was             just telling you that there's more f***in' birds out there than you             could shake a stick at!"
 
				__________________I refuse to belong to any organization that would have me as a member.
 ~ Groucho Marx
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