My friend Wally just got back from three months in the States.
Wally is a traditional Aboriginal hunter and hunts with a boomerang.
Anyway, he was invited by a group of American hunters to help them hunt grizzly bears.
They showed up at the cabin with rifles, shotguns, AR15s, and dressed in body-armour and cammo gear.
Wally showed up wearing a flip-flop, shorts, and his trusty boomerang.
One hunter looked at him and said, "hey, buddy, you've lost a flip-flop!"
"Nah," replied Wally, ,"I found one!"
"You can't go hunting grizzlys with a stick!"
"Nah, this is a boomerang. It's only a stick if it doesn't come back."
"Well, usually we hunt in pairs.:
"I always hunt alone," ssid Wally. And before anyone could protest, he left the cabin.
The Americans were surprised and didn't know what to do
So they waited.
An hour passed and there was no sign of Wally.
"Fuck," said one of the hunter "That Aussie's gone and got hisself killed. We better go and find him."
Just as they picked up their rifles, they heard a loud growling and a voice shouting, "open the fucking door!"
They looked out the cabin window and saw Wally running towards the cabin, pursued by a very pissed grizzly bear with an obvious lump on its head.
"Open the fucking door! Open the fucking door!"
So the hunters opened the cabin door to let Wally in.
But, at the last moment, Wally side-stepped and the bear rushed into the cabin.
"You fellas take care of him and I'll go find another one," Wally shouted as he ran back into the trees.
Wally is a traditional Aboriginal hunter and hunts with a boomerang.
Anyway, he was invited by a group of American hunters to help them hunt grizzly bears.
They showed up at the cabin with rifles, shotguns, AR15s, and dressed in body-armour and cammo gear.
Wally showed up wearing a flip-flop, shorts, and his trusty boomerang.
One hunter looked at him and said, "hey, buddy, you've lost a flip-flop!"
"Nah," replied Wally, ,"I found one!"
"You can't go hunting grizzlys with a stick!"
"Nah, this is a boomerang. It's only a stick if it doesn't come back."
"Well, usually we hunt in pairs.:
"I always hunt alone," ssid Wally. And before anyone could protest, he left the cabin.
The Americans were surprised and didn't know what to do
So they waited.
An hour passed and there was no sign of Wally.
"Fuck," said one of the hunter "That Aussie's gone and got hisself killed. We better go and find him."
Just as they picked up their rifles, they heard a loud growling and a voice shouting, "open the fucking door!"
They looked out the cabin window and saw Wally running towards the cabin, pursued by a very pissed grizzly bear with an obvious lump on its head.
"Open the fucking door! Open the fucking door!"
So the hunters opened the cabin door to let Wally in.
But, at the last moment, Wally side-stepped and the bear rushed into the cabin.
"You fellas take care of him and I'll go find another one," Wally shouted as he ran back into the trees.
Playing Cluedo with my mum while I was at Uni:
"You did WHAT? With WHO? WHERE???"