Post by JJ Judkins on Jul 12, 2006 19:07:59 GMT -6
Groaner
Two cadets at an Arizona Air force academy were bragging in their off
time about what good hunters they were.
Well, it seems that they decided to have a contest, and whoever won the
contest would be accounted the better hunter. To make the things a
little more interesting, they each put up a pint of the best whiskey
they could find.
There had been rumors that a lion had escaped the local zoo and was
roaming around loose in the desert that surrounded the academy. The
contest was that whoever bagged the lion and brought it back to base was
the winner.
The first cadet borrowed a large hunting rifle and set about hunting
down the lion in the conventional manner.
The second cadet, who was perhaps a bit more inventive than his
counterpart, secured a training jet from the local commander, loaded the
wing guns with live ammunition and headed out over the dessert in search
of the lion.
It wasn't long before he spotted it, and, from the safety of the plane,
killed it. He took the plane down, loaded the lion's body into the
copilot's seat, and headed back to base, where he promptly downed both
bottles.
Which just goes to show that a strafed lion is the shortest distance
between two pints.
Submitted to forum by JJ at 8:06 pm 12 JUL 2006
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Two cadets at an Arizona Air force academy were bragging in their off
time about what good hunters they were.
Well, it seems that they decided to have a contest, and whoever won the
contest would be accounted the better hunter. To make the things a
little more interesting, they each put up a pint of the best whiskey
they could find.
There had been rumors that a lion had escaped the local zoo and was
roaming around loose in the desert that surrounded the academy. The
contest was that whoever bagged the lion and brought it back to base was
the winner.
The first cadet borrowed a large hunting rifle and set about hunting
down the lion in the conventional manner.
The second cadet, who was perhaps a bit more inventive than his
counterpart, secured a training jet from the local commander, loaded the
wing guns with live ammunition and headed out over the dessert in search
of the lion.
It wasn't long before he spotted it, and, from the safety of the plane,
killed it. He took the plane down, loaded the lion's body into the
copilot's seat, and headed back to base, where he promptly downed both
bottles.
Which just goes to show that a strafed lion is the shortest distance
between two pints.
Submitted to forum by JJ at 8:06 pm 12 JUL 2006
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