Pope goes Bear Hunting
Tuesday, October 21st, 2008The Pope took a couple of days off to visit the
rugged mountains of Alaska for some sightseeing. He
was cruising along the campground in the PopeMobile
when there was a frantic commotion just at the edge
of the woods. A helpless Democrat, wearing sandals,
shorts, a ‘Save the Whales’ hat and a ‘To Hell with
Bush’ T-shirt, was screaming while struggling
frantically and thrashing around trying to free
himself from the grasp of a 10-foot grizzly.
As the Pope watched in horror, a group of Republican
loggers came racing up. One quickly fired a 44
magnum into the bear’s chest. The other two reached
up and pulled the bleeding, semiconscious Democrat
from the bear’s grasp. Then using long clubs, the
three loggers finished off the bear and two of them
threw it onto the bed of their truck while the other
tenderly placed the injured Democrat in the ba ck
seat.
As they prepared to leave, the Pope summoned them to come over.
‘I give you my blessing for your brave actions!’ he
told them. ‘I heard there was a bitter hatred
between Republican loggers and Democratic
environmental activists but now I’ve seen with my
own eyes that this is not true.’
As the Pope drove off, one logger asked his buddies
‘Who was that guy?’
‘It was the Pope,’ another replied. ‘He’s in direct
contact with Heaven and has access to all wisdom.’
‘Well,’ the logger said, ‘he may have access to all
wisdom but he doesn’t know squat about bear hunting!
By the way, is the bait still alive, or do we need to
go back to
Massachusetts and get another one?


I slowly turned, raised my 30.06 and fired…..CLICK! My rifle misfired, so i quickly rechambered my bolt action, raised my rifle and ClICK!…Another misfire. This happened 2 more times, before I had to completely reload my rifle. Surprising, the Deer didn’t even noticed me. It continued to slowly walk, it’s nose to the earth, completely oblivious to my frantic attempts to get my damn gun to fire.