DaveP
Active Member
That reminds me of the old Cajun that told his wife he needed a new pair of alligator shoes so he was going gator hunting that night. He left shortly after dinner and was out all night. He came dragging in right about breakfast time and flopped into his chair, exhausted. His wife asked him if he had any luck and he replied:
"Well, yes and no. I did kill me 8 gators last night, but you know what? Not a damn one of them was wearing shoes!"
I guarontee!
Reminds me of this...