Swedish duck

Skybird · 11-05-09, 07:35 PM

they just have had a joke competition, and the winning joke really made me rolling:

A city slicker is hunting ducks in some rural place in Sweden. He sneaks around, then sees a flying duck, raises his rifle, aims, shoots, and hit. But the dead bird falls down at some distance, and when the hunter finally got there, he sees it fell on the property of a local farmer who already stands beside the dead bird and looks down at it. "This is my duck, I shot it, give it to me", the man from the city says. "No, it fell on my property, the duck is mine", replies the farmer. They start a verbal argument, and when realising that this leads nowehere, they decide to settle the issue by a local rite they have up there, that is kicking with their foot strongly into the other's abdomen. "Who screams the loudest, has lost", says the farmer. "Okay", says the city man. And the farmer gives him a kick with his boot right between the legs, and the poor man just makes a strange whsipering sound, sinks to the ground with rolling eyes, and with a white face lies still for 20 minutes, holding both hands at where the pain is. finally, he raises again to his shaky legs, although struggling, and whispers "And now it's my turn..."

Says the farmer, already leaving: "Bah, no. Here - take the duck."

11-05-09, 07:35 PM	#1
Skybird Soaring Join Date: Sep 2001 Location: the mental asylum named Germany Posts: 42,602 Downloads: 10 Uploads: 0	Swedish duck they just have had a joke competition, and the winning joke really made me rolling: A city slicker is hunting ducks in some rural place in Sweden. He sneaks around, then sees a flying duck, raises his rifle, aims, shoots, and hit. But the dead bird falls down at some distance, and when the hunter finally got there, he sees it fell on the property of a local farmer who already stands beside the dead bird and looks down at it. "This is my duck, I shot it, give it to me", the man from the city says. "No, it fell on my property, the duck is mine", replies the farmer. They start a verbal argument, and when realising that this leads nowehere, they decide to settle the issue by a local rite they have up there, that is kicking with their foot strongly into the other's abdomen. "Who screams the loudest, has lost", says the farmer. "Okay", says the city man. And the farmer gives him a kick with his boot right between the legs, and the poor man just makes a strange whsipering sound, sinks to the ground with rolling eyes, and with a white face lies still for 20 minutes, holding both hands at where the pain is. finally, he raises again to his shaky legs, although struggling, and whispers "And now it's my turn..." Says the farmer, already leaving: "Bah, no. Here - take the duck." __________________ If you feel nuts, consult an expert. Last edited by Skybird; 11-05-09 at 07:51 PM.