The Deer Hunter

If this doesn’t make you give up deer hunting, nothing will:

Saturday morning a deer hunter gets up early, dresses quietly, gets his lunch made, fills up his Thermos, puts on his long johns, grabs his gun and goes to the garage to warm up his truck and head down to his favorite hunting area.

He backs his truck out of the garage and discovers the rain is really pouring down. It is like a torrential downpour. There is also some snow mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 mph.

He comes back into the house and turns on the TV to the Weather Channel. He decides it is going to be bad all day long, so minutes later, he puts his truck back in the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed.

There, he cuddles up to his wife’s back, now with a different anticipation and whispers, “The weather out there is really terrible.” To which she sweetly replies, “And can you believe my stupid-ass husband in out deer hunting in that crap?”