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Pastimes : All Clowns Must Be Destroyed

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To: Cynic 2005 who wrote (2651)	1/14/2000 1:27:00 PM
From: Jumper	Read Replies (1) of 42523

"Joe Bullworth, the Hunter with an Angel on his shoulder." A devout Christian and family man, Joe Bullworth, was a north country woodsman with stories and scars that proved his skill. There was the time he fell through the ice and broke his glasses in the middle of the night. It was 30 degrees below zero and he was a mile from home with hypothermia closing in. Joe made it out alive, others would have panicked - but that is another story. Today we join our hunter as darkness sets in - 5 miles into the woods on his favorite ridge. Joe always hunted alone. It was hard to see but something big was moving up the other side of that mountain and coming right for him. "Buck in Rut" thought Joe to himself. "Thank you Lord" he whispered. Then there he was. The biggest Black Bear - Joe had ever seen. They froze in the twilight and gazed in each other's eyes for what seemed like an eternity. "How do I drag it home Lord?" asked Joe. "Guess I can get that all terrain 4 wheeler back in here on the logging road and drag this Big 'ol Bear out." Up came Joe's rifle. He carefully aimed behind the front shoulder. So close now that 'ol Joe would shoot from the hip. "Thank you Jesus for this Big Bear"- Said Joe Nothing...Jam...Click....Nothing...Click...The Gun was Jammed!..."Lord Please" The Bear Stood Up - 12 Feet High in the moonlight, deep in the woods on that lonely ridge. The Bear Roared!... and mighty Joe fell to his knees fumbling with his rifle. The Bear folded his paws and began to Pray!!!!!! Joe Yelled! "Hallelujah! A Christian Bear! - Thank you sweet Jesus. I knew I had an Angel on my shoulder. The talking Bear said..."Thank you Lord for the food I am about the receive...AMEN"

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