A hunter kills a deer and
brings it home. He decides to clean and serve the venison for
supper. He knows his kids are fussy eaters, and won't eat it if
they know what it is - so he does not tell them. His little boy
keeps asking him, "What's for supper?" "You'll see", says his dad.
They start eating supper and his daughter keeps asking what they're
eating. "Ok," says her dad, "here's a hint, its what your mother
sometimes calls me." "We're eating asshole!!", she
screams.
