The big game hunter walked in the bar and bragged to everyone about his skills. He said that if they blindfolded him, he could recognize any animal's skin from its feel and, after locating the bullet hole, could even tell them what caliber the bullet was that killed the animal.
The hunter said he was willing to prove it if the other patrons would put up the drinks. So the bet was on. They blindfolded him 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 said, "Shot with a .308 rifle." He was right. They brought him another skin from someone's 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 fell asleep. The next morning he saw in the mirror that he had a huge black eye. 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, put your hand down my panties and yelled, 'Skunk. Killed with an axe.'"
The hunter said he was willing to prove it if the other patrons would put up the drinks. So the bet was on. They blindfolded him 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 said, "Shot with a .308 rifle." He was right. They brought him another skin from someone's 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 fell asleep. The next morning he saw in the mirror that he had a huge black eye. 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, put your hand down my panties and yelled, 'Skunk. Killed with an axe.'"
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