06-17-2006, 08:00 PM
Two new members of a hunting lodge get introduced to its oldest member. They ask him to tell his favorite hunting story, and he agrees.
ââ¬ÅWell, back in 1944 in Africa,ââ¬Â the old man starts, ââ¬Åwe went big-game hunting. Didnââ¬â¢t have much luck at first, but on the third day I was resting by a tree when I heard a noise. Next thing I know the biggest lion Iââ¬â¢ve ever seen jumped out of the bushes at me like thisââ¬Â¦RO-A-A-R-R-R! Well, I just shit my pants.ââ¬Â
The young men are amazed. One of them says, ââ¬ÅI donââ¬â¢t blame you. Iââ¬â¢d crap my pants too if a lion jumped at me like that!ââ¬Â
The old man shakes his head and says, ââ¬ÅNo, no, not thenââ¬âjust now when I said roar!ââ¬Â
ââ¬ÅWell, back in 1944 in Africa,ââ¬Â the old man starts, ââ¬Åwe went big-game hunting. Didnââ¬â¢t have much luck at first, but on the third day I was resting by a tree when I heard a noise. Next thing I know the biggest lion Iââ¬â¢ve ever seen jumped out of the bushes at me like thisââ¬Â¦RO-A-A-R-R-R! Well, I just shit my pants.ââ¬Â
The young men are amazed. One of them says, ââ¬ÅI donââ¬â¢t blame you. Iââ¬â¢d crap my pants too if a lion jumped at me like that!ââ¬Â
The old man shakes his head and says, ââ¬ÅNo, no, not thenââ¬âjust now when I said roar!ââ¬Â