Huntin Jokes

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    A Sardar went hunting one day in Ontario and bagged three ducks. He put them in the bed of his pickup truck and was about to drive home when he was confronted by a game warden who didn't like Sardars. The game warden ordered the Sardar to show his hunting license, and the Sardar pulled out a valid Ontario hunting license.
    The game warden looked at the license, then reached over and picked up one of the ducks, sniffed its butt, and said, "This duck ain't from Ontario. This is a Quebec duck. You got a Quebec huntin' license, boy?"
    The Sardar reached into his wallet and produced a Quebec hunting license. The game warden looked at it, then reached over and grabbed the second duck, sniffed its butt, and said "This ain't no Quebec duck. This duck's from Manitoba. You got a Manitoba license?"
    The sardar reached into his wallet and produced a Manitoba hunting license. The warden then reached over and picked up the third duck, sniffed its butt, and said, more...

    on the subject of cajuns and lake charle
    as we were discussing earlier...
    Jean Paul and Beaudry, two Louisiana natives, were the best
    of friends. They had grown up together in the backwoods and did
    everything together; huntin', fishin, drinkin', just everything.
    One day they arrived home from a night of coon huntin' and Beaudry
    found his wife not at home. He waited and then called around looking
    for her, but never could locate her. He called on his friend Jean Paul
    and called his wife's church friends and the sheriff, but no one knew
    where she was. After three days Beaudry became despondant and depressed.
    that afternoon Jean Paul came by and found his compadre sitting on the
    porch, his eyes red and strained from worry.
    "Beaudry my frien'," Jean Paul placed a firm hand on his buddy's
    shoulder. " I have good news and bad news ."
    "Oh no. Tell me Jean Paul. I know it must be about my wife."
    "I'm more...

    Old Lem, a hillbilly in the eastern Kentucky mountains, rides up to old Charley's front gate. The gate's about a quarter mile from Charleys house. Seeing Charley on the front porch, Lem yells, "HEY, CHARLEY....LET'S GO FOX HUNTIN'!!" Charley yells back, "OK, I'LL BE THERE IN A MINUTE!!" In a few minutes, Charley rides his mule down to the gate... dressed from head to foot in his Sunday go to meetin' best. "What in hell did ye get all dressed up fer to go fox huntin fer?", asked Lem. "FOX HUNTIN'?", asked Charley, "I THOUGHT YOU SAID 'LETS GO FUCK SUMPTHIN!!"

    At the police station, Bubba explained to the police officer why his cousins shot him.
    "Well," Bubba began, "We wuz havin' a good time drinking, when my cousin Ray picked up his shotgun and said, 'Hey, der ya fellows wanna go huntin'?'"
    "And then what happened?" the officer interrupted.
    "From what I remember," Bubba said, "I stood up and said, 'Sure, I'm game.'"

    Your 'huntin dawg' cost more than the truck you drive him around in.
    You have a Hefty bag for a convertible top.
    Your belt buckle weighs more than three pounds.

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