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The C.A.S.H. Courier Newsletter
Spring 2012 Issue
Peter's Humor
C.A.S.H. apologizes
if you are not amused...
Jethro had been hunting all day without even taking a shot at anything.
To console himself he was having a drink at his favorite bar. Suddenly
his hunting buddy, Zeke, comes rushing in and yelled, “Ah think somebody’s
stealin’ yore pickup truck!” Jethro ran outside and saw his truck in
the distance getting farther away. When he came back inside Zeke asked,
"Well, did yew try to stop him?" "Naw!" said Jethrow, "He was too fast. But
ah got his license plate before he got away!"
Rufus, a hunter, was
fantasizing about the exploits of Buffalo Bill. So, he decides to learn
horse back riding unassisted and without prior experience or lessons. He
mounts the horse with great effort, and the tall, shiny horse springs into
motion. It gallops along at a steady and rhythmic pace, but Rufus begins to
slip from the saddle. Out of sheer terror, he grabs for the horse’s mane but
cannot seem to get a firm grip. He tries to throw his arms around the
horse’s neck, but he slides down the side of the horse anyway. The horse
gallops along, seemingly oblivious to its slipping rider. Finally, giving up
his frail grip, he leaps away from the horse to try and throw himself to
safety. Unfortunately, his foot has become entangled in the stirrup. He is
now at the mercy of the horse’s pounding hooves as his head is struck
against the ground again and again. As his head is battered against the
ground, he is mere moments away from unconsciousness or even death when
Frank, the Wal-Mart manager, walks over to shut the horse off.
Two
hunters, Clem and Jeb, were walking down a small footpath in dense forest.
Suddenly they came to a high, solid brick wall. Wondering what was behind
it, Clem boosted Jeb so he could take a look. Jeb reported excitedly “Looks
like one of them nudist camps.” “Men or women?” asked Clem. “Can’t tell,”
said Jeb. “They don’t have no clothes on.”
A hunter walked into
his local State Department of Wildlife office to renew his hunting license.
As he waited in line, he noticed a new sign on the wall: Man Wanted for
Robbery in Hicksville. When he got to the head of the line he told the clerk
“If’n only that job was in Brownsville, Ah’d take it!”
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