Two hunters chartered a plane to fly them to Canada, to hunt moose, and they managed to bag six.
As they were loading the plane to return, the pilot said the plane could take only four moose.
The two hunters objected strongly. “Last year we shot six. The pilot let us take them all, and he had the same plane as yours.”
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded.
However, even on full power, the little plane couldn’t handle the load and went down.
Somehow, surrounded by all the moose bodies, both hunters survived the crash.
After climbing out of the wreckage, one asked the other, “Any idea where we are?”
He replied, “I think we’re pretty close to where we crashed last year.”
Thankyou for the good laugh you provided for my wife Linda and me. She is still laughing after a few minutes.
You’re welcome. When I got it it was an Irish joke (Paddy and Mike), but I nondenominationalized it. I then considered leaving small place holders and telling people to plugin their favorite nationality, college graduates, hair color, sex, etc. to make fun of, but didn’t want to expend the effort (I’m still recovering from the plane crash.) 🙂