One night, at the lodge of a hunting club, two new members were being shown around and introduced to other members.
The member who was leading them around said, “See that old man asleep in the chair by the fireplace? He is our oldest member and can tell you some hunting stories that you will never forget”.
Well, intrigued by the thought of the amazing hunting stories that this old man might be able to relate, they woke him up and asked him to tell them a tale or two.
The old man, who like so many old folk who have a tale to tell and enjoy telling them, began his story:
“Well, I remember back in 1944, we went on a lion hunting expedition in Africa. We were on foot and hunted for three days without seeing a thing. On the fourth day, I was so tired I had to rest my feet. I found a fallen tree, so I laid my gun down, propped my head on the tree, and fell asleep”.
The old man paused to catch his breath, while the two new members waited with great expectations of what the old man was going to say next.
The old man continued:
“I don’t know how long I was asleep, when I was awakened by a noise in the bushes. I was reaching for my gun, when suddenly, the biggest damn lion I’d ever seen, jumped out of the bushes at me like this: RRROOAARRR!!! ……….”
Thw two new members practically leapt out of their seats as the old man let out a terrific roar”.
The old man said: “I tell you, I just shit my pants”.
The young men looked astonished and one of them said, “I don’t blame you, I would have shit my pants too if a lion jumped out at me.”
The old man shook his head and said, “No, no… not back then, just now, when I said RRROOAAARRR!!!”
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