snowyday Posted November 12, 2011 Share Posted November 12, 2011 An easterner wandering through the Arkansas foothills encountered a native carrying a dead rabbit. He didn’t see any weapon, so he asked, “What did you kill that rabbit with—a rifle?†“Nope,†was the reply. “A shot-gun?†“Nope.†“A sling-shot?†“Nope.†“Then tell me how you got him.†Insisted the Easterner. “Wal, stranger,†the native replied, “it’s kind of a trade-secret, but I don’t mind tellin’ ye. We hez run out o’ ammunition, so what we hez done hez been to paint big black spots on the end o’ the logs hereabouts. When we wants rabbits we sends the dawgs into the bresh to stir ‘em up. When the rabbit sees the black spot in the end o’ the log he thinks it’s a hole and makes fur it. Course there ain’t no hole, and he knocks hisself unconscious. Ain’t that a cute ideer, stranger?†* * * * snowyday Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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