They decide they're going to the preacher's favorite hunting spot; a place he hasn't visited in several years. They hop in the preacher's car and head out.
When they arrive, all along the way into the spot there are barbed wire fences and no trespassing signs. They drive up and down the road looking for another place to stop, but it's all "Private Property!" and "No Trespassing!" everywhere they go.
The preacher sees a farmhouse just down the road and decides to go knock on the door, to ask the farmer's permission to hunt on his land. He leaves the deacon in the car while he goes in. He lays out his plea to the farmer, and he farmer mulls it over.
"Well," says the farmer, "I'll let you hunt on my land on one condition. I've got this horse -- I love her, but she's extremely sick and needs to be put down. I've had her for years, and I don't have the heart to do it, myself, so I'll tell you what: if you'll put my horse down, I'll let you hunt on my land."
The preacher agrees, but on his way back out to the car he decides he's going to play a trick on the deacon.
"That dagum farmer!" the preacher exclaims, when he gets back to the car. "The-son-of-a-gun was rude, and flat out refused to let us hunt! I'm gonna take out his horse!"
The preacher raised his gun. *BLAM!* He shot the horse.
Then, from behind him, he heard *BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!*
The deacon yelled, "I got three of his cows! Let's get out of here!"
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