To: nickcarraway
Two campers are hiking in the woods when one is bitten on the rear end by a rattlesnake. “Ill go into town for a doctor,” the other says. He runs ten miles to a small town and finds the towns only doctor, who is delivering a baby. “I cant leave,” the doctor says. But heres what to do. Take a knife, cut a little X where the bite is, suck out the poison and spit it on the ground.” The guy runs back to his friend, who is in agony. What did the doctor say?” the victim asks. “He says youre gonna die.”
2 posted on
03/15/2015 5:45:07 PM PDT by
ClearCase_guy
(The dog days are over /The dog days are done/Can you hear the horses? /'Cause here they come)
To: ClearCase_guy
Two guys are walking along a dog beach when one of them gets bit by a rattlesnake. The guy goes into shock and becomes uncounscious.
His friend calls a doctor on his cell phone and frantically tells him the story and in hysterics says, "I think my friend is dead! I think my friend is dead!"
The doctor says, "Easy, easy. First, we have to make sure he's dead."
The doctor then hears a gunshot over the phone.
The friend says, "Okay. Now what?"
5 posted on
03/15/2015 5:51:07 PM PDT by
Texas Eagle
(If it wasn't for double-standards, Liberals would have no standards at all -- Texas Eagle)
To: ClearCase_guy
19 posted on
03/15/2015 6:30:50 PM PDT by
11th_VA
(where's Brutus?)
To: ClearCase_guy
Two hunters are out hunting whitetail deer. The one hunter is bitten by a rattlesnake, and falls quickly victim to the venom. The friend calls 911 in panic, and after many attempts, finally connects. The hunter explains the situation about his bitten friend, and remarks, "He's not breathing. I think he's dead."
The 911 operator answers, "Well, make sure, before we go further...."
There's a pause. Then a gunshot.
The hunter gets back on the phone, and says, "Ok, he's dead, now what?"
46 posted on
03/16/2015 9:31:44 AM PDT by
Lazamataz
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