Turttle Prize
A man in a state of excessive inebriation rolled up at a fairground
rifle range booth and threw down the necessary money. The booth operator
at first refused to let him have a turn, considering that his inebriated
state would endanger the public. But the drunk insisted and was given a
gun.
He aimed unsteadily in the general direction of the target and after
trying to focus, pulled the trigger three times. The booth owner, on
inspecting the target, was astonished to see that he had scored three
bull's-eyes. The star prize for the evening was a large set of
glassware, but the showman was certain that the drunk wasn't aware of
what he had done, and gave him instead a consolation prize, a small,
live turtle. The drunk wandered off into the crowd.
An hour or so later he came back, even more drunk than before. Once
again the showman demurred, but once again the drunk insisted, and once
more scored three bull's-eyes and was given another turtle.
Eventually the drunk rolled up again and insisted on a third attempt.
Once more he picked up the rifle, waved it around in the general
direction of the target, and pulled the trigger three times. Once more
he had scored threebull's-eyes . But this time there was an onlooker
with good eyesight.
"That's fantastic", the man said. "Hasn't he scored three bulls?"
The showman, cursing his luck, made a show of going over to the target
and inspecting it closely.
"Yes, sir!" he announced to the crowd. "This is fantastic!
Congratulations, sir, you have won the star prize, this magnificent
68-piece set of glassware!"
"I don't want any bloody glasses", the drunk replied. "Give me another
one of those little crusty meat pies!
rifle range booth and threw down the necessary money. The booth operator
at first refused to let him have a turn, considering that his inebriated
state would endanger the public. But the drunk insisted and was given a
gun.
He aimed unsteadily in the general direction of the target and after
trying to focus, pulled the trigger three times. The booth owner, on
inspecting the target, was astonished to see that he had scored three
bull's-eyes. The star prize for the evening was a large set of
glassware, but the showman was certain that the drunk wasn't aware of
what he had done, and gave him instead a consolation prize, a small,
live turtle. The drunk wandered off into the crowd.
An hour or so later he came back, even more drunk than before. Once
again the showman demurred, but once again the drunk insisted, and once
more scored three bull's-eyes and was given another turtle.
Eventually the drunk rolled up again and insisted on a third attempt.
Once more he picked up the rifle, waved it around in the general
direction of the target, and pulled the trigger three times. Once more
he had scored threebull's-eyes . But this time there was an onlooker
with good eyesight.
"That's fantastic", the man said. "Hasn't he scored three bulls?"
The showman, cursing his luck, made a show of going over to the target
and inspecting it closely.
"Yes, sir!" he announced to the crowd. "This is fantastic!
Congratulations, sir, you have won the star prize, this magnificent
68-piece set of glassware!"
"I don't want any bloody glasses", the drunk replied. "Give me another
one of those little crusty meat pies!
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Good one !![:D][:D][:D] 0 -
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Well, what can you expect from a guy that can't even spel turtle?0
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