One of the best marksmen in the FBI was passing through a small town.
Everywhere he saw evidence of the most amazing marksmanship.
On trees, on walls, and on fences there were numerous bull's-eyes with the bullet hole in dead center.
The FBI man asked one of the townsmen if he could meet the person responsible for this incredible accuracy.
They were introduced and the FBI man quickly realized that man was the village idiot.
"This is the best marksmanship I have ever seen," said the FBI man. "How in the world do you do it?"
"Nothing to it," said the idiot.
"I shoot first and draw the circles afterward."
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A young bloke has started work on a property, and the boss sends him up the back paddocks to do some fencing work, but come evening he's half an hour late.
The boss gets on the CB radio to check if he's all right.
"I've got a problem, Boss. I'm stuck here. I've hit a pig!"
"Ah well, these things happen sometimes," the boss says.
"Just drag the carcass off the road so nobody else hits it in the dark."
"But he's not dead, boss.
He's gotten tangled up on the bull bar, and I've tried to untangle him, but he's kicking and squealing, and he's real big boss.
I'm afraid he's gonna hurt me!"
"Never mind," says the boss.
"There's a .303 under the tarp in the back.
Get that out and shoot him.
Then drag the carcass off the road and come on home."
"Okay, boss."
Another half an hour goes by, but there's still not a peep from the young fella.
The boss gets back on the CB.
"What's the problem, son?"
"Well, I did what you said boss, but I'm still stuck."
"What's up? Did you drag the pig off the road like I said?"
"Yeah boss,
but his motorcycle is still jammed under the truck."




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loved the last one Rocky.



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