> Subject: Hunting deer
>
> One Saturday morning a deer hunter gets up early, dresses quietly,
> gets his lunch made, puts on his long johns, grabs the gun and goes to
> the garage to warm up his truck and head down to his favorite hunting
> area.
>
> He backs his truck out of the garage and discovers the rain is really
> pouring down. It is a torrential downpour. There is also some snow
> mixed in with the rain, and the wind is blowing 50 MPH.
>
> He comes back into the house and turns the TV to the weather channel.
> He finds it’s going to be bad weather all day long, so he returns his
> truck to the garage, quietly undresses and slips back into bed. There
> he cuddles up to his wife’s back, now with a different anticipation,
> and whispers, “The weather out there is really terrible.”
> To which she sleepily replies, “Can you believe my stupid-[censored] husband
> is out hunting in that [censored]?”