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Bullet Maker
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« Reply #6 on: December 28, 2011, 01:36:51 AM » |
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Deer Hunter coming out of the woods at night, its dark, real dark, hunters flashlight, is dead, and he has no batteries, no worry, he knows the way, out of the woods,... well out of the woods. As he steps out into a meadow, only lit by the full moon, he hears voices in the dark, "look, there he is, SHOOT. The poor hunter is scratching his head wondering who they are talking about, when all of a sudden.. BAM, the buck shot goes sailing past his ear. All of a sudden his heart jumps into his throat, and he cant talk, so he grunts, trying to get out any syllables, arrr, arrrr, brrr, ...SHOOT AGAIN. says the bigfoot hunters, you missed him the first time, and he is growling at us, BAM BAM....now the poor hunter is disorganized, with all the blinding flashes from the shotgun blast, and is heading straight for the bigfoot hunters to let them know that, they are making a mistake...when all of a sudden BAM BAM BAM BAM BAM, more blinding muzzle flash. "LETS GET OUT OF HERE", say`s the leader of the (let`s get some D.N.A., by shooting up the woods.) As the Bigfoot hunters are peeling rubber from the tires on there 4wheel drive trucks to flee the scene, The poor ol deer hunter, emerges from the field onto the road where his truck is parked and scratches his head as to what that was all about. "Good thing they missed me" thought the poor Ol deer hunter. While back at the truck, he reaches into his backpack and pull`s out a thermos of coffee to settle his nerves. "Ya know, it just ain`t safe no more to enjoy these woods, what with all of them Bigfoot hunters running around"
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