Two pollocks talk an old farmer into lettin' 'em deer hunt on his farm. They kill his goat, not having a clue what it is. They're pretty sure it's not a deer, though, so they drive up to the farmhouse and knock on the door. "We shot sumthin', but we don't think it's a deer." says one.
"Well, describe it to me." says the farmer.
"It's got scraggly whiskers and a stinkin' ass." they answer.
The farmer runs fer the truck, shoutin' "Oh, my gawd, boys, you've shot my wife!"
"Well, describe it to me." says the farmer.
"It's got scraggly whiskers and a stinkin' ass." they answer.
The farmer runs fer the truck, shoutin' "Oh, my gawd, boys, you've shot my wife!"
