Bob, a very long suffering man was browsing through his hunting magazine during an unusually quiet evening…dreaming of his up-coming annual deer hunting trip to his favourite wooded hills…when his wife glanced over at him.
"Why don't you ever take me on your hunting trips Bob? Why do you never offer to take me? I need a holiday too you know! We haven't taken a holiday together since we took my mother with us on honeymoon. I want to go with you".
Bob, shuddering at the thought of the tranquillity of his Secret Wood being shattered by the presence of his wife, quickly countered "Well Enid, there's lots of spiders and things that go bump in the dark and anyway, you don't have any outdoor clothes and you don't shoot".
"Well I want to learn dammit!" his wife declared.
Enid kept up the barrage for weeks until poor old Bob just caved in. Camouflage jacket and trousers were bought and she even took shooting lessons at the local rifle club.
The week of Bob's annual hunting holiday arrived and he and Enid loaded up the car and set off for Bob's Secret Wood. When he had to stop for the second time to purchase something that Enid had forgotten to pack, Bob pulled his ear plugs out of his pocket and stuck them in his ears for a bit of quiet. After a six hour drive they arrived and set up camp for the night and Bob, still wearing his ear plugs, declared he was going to have an early night. The following day got off to a slow start because Bob had to drive Enid into the nearest town so she could find a toilet and then go and buy some napkins for their breakfast.
Eventually they geared up and started off into the woods. After a while they came to a small clearing where a big oak tree stood. Bob set Enid's rifle against the tree and gave her a leg up into the fork of the tree. As he was handing the rifle up to Enid she said "Where are you going to sit?"
Bob said "I'm going up the trail to a big tree I spotted last year. I have a really good feeling it will be the perfect position".
"Well what happens if I shoot something?" Enid asked.
"Don't worry" said Bob "I'll hear your shot and I'll come back and give you a hand".
Finally, Bob was alone and heading towards the spot he'd been dreaming about for the past year, when suddenly, a shot rang out.
Bob hadn't gone far and could clearly hear his wife's excited voice breaking the serene silence. As he approached the clearing he could also make out the voice of a man who seemed somewhat distressed. Bob was walking quickly now towards the big oak tree and he could see a tall man in riding gear spreading his arms to the heavens.
"Alright! Alright! Alright!" shouted the man, "You're quite right…it IS a deer, but do you mind if I retrieve my saddle and tack from it before I get out of here?"

i don't get it

has enid shot his horse or why is he riding a deer?

she shot his horse but he didnt dare argue!

Its cause women are NEVER wrong especially when there's blood involved

Was kinda expecting Bob to shoot Enid!

[tumble weed] ahh, now i get it [/tumble weed]

Harry and Joe went out hunting one night and after half an hour trecking through the woods Joe fell down and started gasping then stopped and went all quiet. Harry panicked and phoned emergency services. The operator said," Calm down please, what's the problem". Harry replied, " My friend fell down and now he's not moving. I think he's dead" The operator said, " Let's just make sure shall we?" The phone went quiet and then there was a gunshot. Harry replies, "O.K. Now what?"