Two Hill Billy hunters got a pilot to fly them from St John's, Newfounland, up into Labrador to hunt moose. They were successful and bagged two moose.
As they started loading the plane for the return trip, the pilot said that the plane could only take one moose. The two lads strongly objected saying, "Last year we also shot 2 and the pilot let us put them both on board. It was the exact same type of plane with the same capacity and they took off from that same lake."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and both were loaded. However, upon take-off the little plane nicked the tree tops it and they crashed in the bush.
Dazed and climbing out of the wreck one Hill Billy asked the other, "Where are we?"
The second one said, "I think about 500 yards further than we got last year."
As they started loading the plane for the return trip, the pilot said that the plane could only take one moose. The two lads strongly objected saying, "Last year we also shot 2 and the pilot let us put them both on board. It was the exact same type of plane with the same capacity and they took off from that same lake."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and both were loaded. However, upon take-off the little plane nicked the tree tops it and they crashed in the bush.
Dazed and climbing out of the wreck one Hill Billy asked the other, "Where are we?"
The second one said, "I think about 500 yards further than we got last year."