Selected Articles from our
The C.A.S.H. Courier
ARTICLES from the Spring 2007 Issue
By Peter Muller, V.P., C.A.S.H.
A hunter who works as a traffic cop pulls over a fellow hunter and asks
him for his license. The hunter rummages around the glove compartment
but comes up empty. The traffic cop asks him if he can identify himself.
The hunter looks all over, pulls down the visor; flips open the mirror
and ruefully admits, “All I have is this picture of myself.” The traffic
cop looks at it and smiles, “Why didn’t you tell me you were a cop? Just
take it a little easy on the gas—ok; you can go now!”
A hunter is trying to hunt on private property behind a house whose
owners, he happens to know, are out of town that day. He starts sneaking
across the lawn when he hears a voice - “Jesus is watching you!” He
jumps, turns around, but he doesn’t see anything. So he starts creeping
across the lawn again. “Jesus is watching you!” He hears it again. So
now the hunter is really looking around, and he sees a parrot in a cage
by the side of the house. He says to the parrot, “Did you say that?” The
parrot answers “Yes I did.” So the hunter asks, “What’s your name?” The
parrot says “Clarence.” The hunter says “What kind of stupid idiot would
name his parrot Clarence?” The parrot laughs and says, “The same stupid
idiot that named his Rottweiler “Jesus”.
Here are some quickies:
Q: What are the six worst years in a hunter’s life?
A: Third Grade
Q: Santa Clause, a smart hunter, and a dumb hunter are walking down the
street. They see a ten dollar bill on the sidewalk at the same time. Who
A: The dumb hunter because the other two are fictional characters