Follow the tracks
Three Indians, a redhead, a brunette and a blonde, had set up camp and became very much in need of food, so they went out hunting.
A little while had passed and the brunette came back to camp with a bear.
The other two asked how he got the bear. He said, “I see the tracks, I follow the tracks, I get the bear.”
The next day, they go hunting again and the redhead comes back to camp with a deer.
The other two asked how he got the deer.
He said, “I see the tracks, I follow the tracks, I get the deer.”
The following day, they go hunting again and the blonde comes back to camp all bloody and disfigured.
The other two asked what happened. He said, “I see the tracks, I follow the tracks, I get hit by train.”
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!”
