Two guys walk into a Staples. One guy says to the other guy: "Do you want to go snipe hunting tomorrow?"
Other guy says: "I can't. I promised the kids I'd take them to Dave & Buster's. But you can borrow my dog if you want."
"Is he a good snipe hunting dog?" asks the first guy.
"He'll tell you where they are and how many," says the second guy.
Next day the first guy picks up his buddy's dog and takes it snipe hunting. As soon as he lets the dog out of the car the dog runs up to a bush, points at it, and beats his paw onto the ground two times. Guy walks up and shakes the bush. Sure enough, two snipes fly out. Guy lets the dog lose again. Dog runs up to another bush, points at it, and beats his paw onto the ground three times. Guy shakes the bush and sure enough three snipes fly out.
"All be damned," says the guy. He lets the dog lose again. Dog runs up to another bush. This time he points at the bush, picks up a stick in his mouth and shakes it around. Dog then runs back to the guy and starts humping his leg. Guy pushes the dog off his leg and sets him lose again. Dog runs up the same bush, picks a stick up in his mouth and shakes it around. Dog runs back to the guy and starts humping his leg again. Guy pushes the dog off and tries one more time. Dog points at the bush, shakes the stick all around and starts humping the guy's leg again.
Guy pushes the dog off his leg and loads him back into the car. Drives over to Dave & Buster's where he finds his friend playing with his kids. He takes the guy aside and says: "I think there's something wrong with your dog."
"What do you mean?" asks the owner of the dog.
"Well, the first two times I let him lose he pointed at a bush and then beat his paw on the ground to say how many snipes were in there. But after that he just kept pointing at this other bush, swinging a stick around in his mouth and then humping my leg," the guy explains.
"Oh," says the dog's owner, "he's just trying to tell you there more fucking snipes in that bush than you shake a stick at."
NOTE: No snipes were harmed in the making of this joke.
Other guy says: "I can't. I promised the kids I'd take them to Dave & Buster's. But you can borrow my dog if you want."
"Is he a good snipe hunting dog?" asks the first guy.
"He'll tell you where they are and how many," says the second guy.
Next day the first guy picks up his buddy's dog and takes it snipe hunting. As soon as he lets the dog out of the car the dog runs up to a bush, points at it, and beats his paw onto the ground two times. Guy walks up and shakes the bush. Sure enough, two snipes fly out. Guy lets the dog lose again. Dog runs up to another bush, points at it, and beats his paw onto the ground three times. Guy shakes the bush and sure enough three snipes fly out.
"All be damned," says the guy. He lets the dog lose again. Dog runs up to another bush. This time he points at the bush, picks up a stick in his mouth and shakes it around. Dog then runs back to the guy and starts humping his leg. Guy pushes the dog off his leg and sets him lose again. Dog runs up the same bush, picks a stick up in his mouth and shakes it around. Dog runs back to the guy and starts humping his leg again. Guy pushes the dog off and tries one more time. Dog points at the bush, shakes the stick all around and starts humping the guy's leg again.
Guy pushes the dog off his leg and loads him back into the car. Drives over to Dave & Buster's where he finds his friend playing with his kids. He takes the guy aside and says: "I think there's something wrong with your dog."
"What do you mean?" asks the owner of the dog.
"Well, the first two times I let him lose he pointed at a bush and then beat his paw on the ground to say how many snipes were in there. But after that he just kept pointing at this other bush, swinging a stick around in his mouth and then humping my leg," the guy explains.
"Oh," says the dog's owner, "he's just trying to tell you there more fucking snipes in that bush than you shake a stick at."
NOTE: No snipes were harmed in the making of this joke.
Good one dude