Two old men go moose hunting in Canada. They arrange with the pilot who drops them off in a remote region to come and pick them up in a week’s time.
After a week the pilot returns to find the two old hunters with a moose each. “I can’t take the two of you with the two moose” he tells them. “My plane won’t manage with the load. You’ll have to leave one moose behind.”
“The pilot we hired last year said the same thing” they tell the pilot, “but after we’ve offered him a big tip he agreed and took the two of us and the two moose.” The three of them argue for several minutes more. Finally the pilot agrees to take both moose.
With everything and everybody loaded the plane charges down the runway and with a shudder they have lift off barely missing the tree tops at the end of the runway. But try as he may, the pilot cannot gain height and has to make an emergency landing in a clearing.
The two hunters, dazed and confused make their way out of the wreckage. One hunter looks at the other and says, "Where the heck are we?" The other looks around and replies, "By the look of things, about a kilometre from where we crashed last year!"
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