Two Redneck hunters, Bubba and Bobby Joe, got a pilot to fly them into the Canadian wilderness, where they managed to bag two big Bull Moose.
As they were loading the plane to return, the pilot said the plane could take only the hunters, their gear and one Moose.
The hunters objected strongly saying, "Last year we shot two, and the pilot let us take them both...and he had exactly the same airplane as yours."
Reluctantly the pilot, not wanting to be outdone by another bush pilot, gave in and everything was loaded.
The plane struggled into the air but even under full power, the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down, crashing in the wooded wilderness.
Somehow, surrounded by the moose, clothing and sleeping bags, Bubba and Bobby Joe survived the crash.
After climbing out of the wreckage, Bubba asked Bobby Joe, " You got any idea where we are?"
Bobby Joe looked around in every direction, scanning the horizon. Then he replied, "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
As they were loading the plane to return, the pilot said the plane could take only the hunters, their gear and one Moose.
The hunters objected strongly saying, "Last year we shot two, and the pilot let us take them both...and he had exactly the same airplane as yours."
Reluctantly the pilot, not wanting to be outdone by another bush pilot, gave in and everything was loaded.
The plane struggled into the air but even under full power, the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down, crashing in the wooded wilderness.
Somehow, surrounded by the moose, clothing and sleeping bags, Bubba and Bobby Joe survived the crash.
After climbing out of the wreckage, Bubba asked Bobby Joe, " You got any idea where we are?"
Bobby Joe looked around in every direction, scanning the horizon. Then he replied, "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
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