A guy decides he wants to learn how to hunt.
Needing a good hunting dog, he visits a farmer who has been
advertising hounds in the newspaper. The farmer shows him several
dogs, but the guy doesn't like them. Then he spots one hound that
the farmer hasn't shown him. The guys asks, "What about that
one?" "Oh, no," the farmer replies. "That one's
my special dog." "What's so special about him?"
"Let me show you."
The farmer leads the guy and the dog to a field, lifts up one of the
dog's ears, and orders, "Go find the birds!" The dog
charges to a nearby bush, points and barks once. "That means
there's one bird in that bush," says the farmer. "No
way!" exclaims the guy. The farmer takes a stick and pokes the
bush, and a huge pheasant flies out.
To further convince the guy, the farmer again lifts the dog's ear
and repeats, "Go find the birds!" This time the dog
streaks off to another bush, points, and barks twice. "That
means there's two birds in there," says the farmer,
taking his stick and poking at the bush. Two huge pheasants pop out
and fly away.
"I've gotta have that dog!" says the man. "Well,
okay," replies the farmer. "But it's gonna cost you a
bundle." The guy forks over the bucks and takes the dog.
A month later, the farmer has to go to the city, and decides to
visit the guy who bough his prize hound. When he asked the guy about
the dog, the man replies, "A couple of buddies and I went
hunting, and when we got to a field the damnedest thing happened. I
went up to the dog, lifted one of his ears, and said 'Go find the
birds.' The dog
took off like a bat outta hell and ran into the field, barking and
running around like crazy. Then he jumped on my leg and started
humping it like I was a bitch in heat. After that, he grabbed a
stick and started shaking it violently at me! I thought he'd gone
nuts for sure, or maybe had rabies or something. So I shot the
"You blithering idiot!" yelled the farmer. "He was
just telling you that there's more fuckin' birds out there than you
could shake a stick at!"