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>>>> The big game hunter walked in the bar and bragged to everyone
>>>> about his
>>>> hunting skills. The man was undoubtedly a good shot and no one
>>>> could
>>>> dispute that. But then he said that they could blindfold him and
>>>> he
>>>> would recognize any animal's skin from its feel, and if he could
>>>> locate
>>>> the bullet hole he would even tell them what caliber the bullet
>>>> was that
>>>> killed the animal.
>>>>
>>>> The hunter said that he was willing to prove it if they would
>>>> put up the
>>>> drinks, and so the bet was on. They blindfolded him carefully
>>>> and took
>>>> him to his first animal skin. After feeling it for a few
>>>> moments, he
>>>> announced "Bear." Then he felt the bullet hole and declared,
>>>> "Shot with
>>>> a .308 rifle." He was right.
>>>>
>>>> They brought him another skin, one that someone had in their car
>>>> trunk.
>>>> He took a bit longer this time and then said, "Elk, Shot with a
>>>> 7mm Mag
>>>> rifle. He was right again.
>>>>
>>>> Through the night, he proved his skills again and again, every
>>>> time
>>>> against a round of drinks. Finally he staggered home, drunk out
>>>> of his
>>>> mind, and went to sleep. The next morning he got up and saw in
>>>> the
>>>> mirror that he had one hell of a shiner.
>>>>
>>>> He said to his wife, "I know I was drunk last night, but not
>>>> drunk
>>>> enough to get in a fight and not remember it. Where did I get
>>>> this black
>>>> eye?"
>>>>
>>>> His wife angrily replied, "I gave it to you. You got into bed
>>>> and put
>>>> your hand down my panties. Then you fiddled around a bit and
>>>> loudly
>>>> announced, "Skunk, killed with an axe."
>>>> about his
>>>> hunting skills. The man was undoubtedly a good shot and no one
>>>> could
>>>> dispute that. But then he said that they could blindfold him and
>>>> he
>>>> would recognize any animal's skin from its feel, and if he could
>>>> locate
>>>> the bullet hole he would even tell them what caliber the bullet
>>>> was that
>>>> killed the animal.
>>>>
>>>> The hunter said that he was willing to prove it if they would
>>>> put up the
>>>> drinks, and so the bet was on. They blindfolded him carefully
>>>> and took
>>>> him to his first animal skin. After feeling it for a few
>>>> moments, he
>>>> announced "Bear." Then he felt the bullet hole and declared,
>>>> "Shot with
>>>> a .308 rifle." He was right.
>>>>
>>>> They brought him another skin, one that someone had in their car
>>>> trunk.
>>>> He took a bit longer this time and then said, "Elk, Shot with a
>>>> 7mm Mag
>>>> rifle. He was right again.
>>>>
>>>> Through the night, he proved his skills again and again, every
>>>> time
>>>> against a round of drinks. Finally he staggered home, drunk out
>>>> of his
>>>> mind, and went to sleep. The next morning he got up and saw in
>>>> the
>>>> mirror that he had one hell of a shiner.
>>>>
>>>> He said to his wife, "I know I was drunk last night, but not
>>>> drunk
>>>> enough to get in a fight and not remember it. Where did I get
>>>> this black
>>>> eye?"
>>>>
>>>> His wife angrily replied, "I gave it to you. You got into bed
>>>> and put
>>>> your hand down my panties. Then you fiddled around a bit and
>>>> loudly
>>>> announced, "Skunk, killed with an axe."
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