Texas hunters
A couple of Texas hunters are out in the woods when one of them falls to the ground. He doesn’t seem to be breathing, his eyes are rolled back in his head.
The other guy whips out his cell phone and calls 911. He gasps to the operator, “My friend is dead! What can I do?”
The operator, in a calm soothing voice says, “Just take it easy. I can help. First, lets make sure he’s dead…”
There is a silence, then a shot is heard.
The hunter says, “OK, now what?”
Indian Hunters
Jack and Tom, are having a beer in a saloon when a cowboy walks in with an Indian’s head under his arm.
He hands it to the bartender, and the bartender hands him money.
The bartender turns to them and says, “I hate Indians. Last week they burnt my barn to the ground and killed my wife and three kids. Anybody brings me the head of an Indian, I’ll give them a thousand bucks.”
Jack and Tom guzzle their beers and leave to go hunt Indians.
After a while, they finally spot one. Jack throws a rock, it hits him on the head, the Indian falls off his horse, and rolls seventy feet down a ravine. The two cowboys make their way down the ravine and Tom pulls out his knife to claim their trophy.
Jack says, “Tom, take a look at this.”
Tom says, “Not now, I’m busy.”
Jack says, “I really think you should have a look.”
Tom says, “Asshole, can’t you see I’m busy? I’ve got a thousand dollars in my hand.”
Jack says, “Please, Tom, take a look.” Tom looks up at the top of the ravine, and there’s five thousand Indians standing there.
Tom says, “Fuck! We’re gonna be millionaires!”
