The Duck Hunter

Chester lives next to a lake. Earl, Chester’s brother-in-law, is visiting from up-state, for some duck shooting. Early the next morning Chester says “I’ll send my dog out to see if there are any ducks out on the lake. If there aren’t many ducks, we won’t hunt today. It’s not worth it. We’ll wait a day.

So Chester calls his dog, mutters some commands and sends the dog out to the lake. The dog comes back and barks twice. Chester says “Well, I’m not going out. He only saw two ducks”.

Earl says “You’re going to take the dog’s barks for the truth?” Earl doesn’t believe it so he goes to look for himself. When he gets back he says “Impossible. There really are only two ducks out there! Where did you get that dog?”

Chester says “Well, I got him from the breeder up the road. If you want one, ask him”. So Earl goes to the breeder and says he wants a dog like the one Chester has.

The breeder says that, yes, he has a fully trained duck dog for $2,500. Earl pays the price without question, brings the dog home, immediately drives out into the country, as close to his favourite blind. He orders the new dog to go search for ducks and report back.

Minutes later the dog returns shaking its head with a stick in its mouth, and starts humping Earl’s leg. Outraged, Earl returns home, phones the breeder and says “This dog is a fraud. I want my money back!”

The breeder asks Earl what the dog did. So Earl tells him that when he sent the dog out to look for ducks, it came back shaking its head with a stick in its mouth, and started humping his leg.

The breeder says ” Earl, don’t you understand? Dogs can’t talk. He was trying to tell you there are more fucking ducks out there than you can shake a stick at”