Never Go Hunting With A Redneck...lol

**A Katt Named Raggz** · June 8th, 2005, 04:55 PM

A couple of rednecks are out in the woods hunting when one of them suddenly
grabs his chest and falls to the ground. He doesn't seem to be breathing;
his eyes are rolled back in his head. The other redneck whips out his cell
phone and calls 911.
He gasps to the operator, "I think Bubba is dead! What should I do?"
The operator, in a calm soothing voice says, "Just take it easy and follow
my instructions. First, let's make sure he's dead."
There is a silence...... and then a shot is heard.
The redneck's voice comes back on the line, "Okay, now what?"

**Andii Vamp** · June 8th, 2005, 09:41 PM

Did the operator then turn around and say... "Now... steal his tamborine!!" [img]wink.gif[/img]

Sorry Kenny heh!

**Ian Rich Rags** · June 9th, 2005, 05:41 AM

This tale was doing the rounds in London some years back.
Two city stock brokers decided to get out to the countryside for the weekend and do a bit of shooting. They stopped at a large farm on the outskirts of Buckingham and one of them walked down to the house to see if a deal could be done for a weekends bird/rabbit shooting on the farms land. When the city boy gets to the door the farmer is in a bit of a state, having just been informed he is going to have to shoot the old grey mare he's had for 30 years. Also, being a serious farmer-tightass, he dosent' want to pay 500 quid for a vet to do it. The farmer sees an opportunity and tells the city trader that if he will clip the old mare in the top field, he and his mate can shoot all weekend for no cost. He tells the trader to give him a call on the mobile when its done and he'll contact the knackers yard to come and collect the body.
The trader wanders back to the rangerover with a grin on his face and calmly informs his mate that he's done a deal. Half a mile up the road this old grey mare is standing in a field with a couple more horses. The city boys pull up and get into their greens before the first one says calmly, "I Think I'll start with something big"
and gives the old grey mare both barrels. The other guy just stands there with his eyes popping out whilst his mate continues to suppress a smirk and play it poker faced. Suddenly the second guy just snaps shut his gun and says "Bollocks, in for a penny, in for a pound" and shoots one of the other horses.