A hunter kills a DEER&takes it home. He decides to clean, prepare&serve the deer meat for dinner.
He knows his kids are fussy eaters&won't eat it if they know what it is so he didnt tell them.
His little boy keeps asking him,"What's for dinner dad?"
"You'll see", he replies.
They start eating dinner&his daughter asked him what they were eating.
"Ok", says the father,"Here's a hint. It's what your mother sometimes calls me."
His daughter screams ..."Don't eat it, Jimmy! ... It's a fucking ASSHOLE ..."
Ouch... Was he expecting to hear'DEER'as pronounced'DEAR'?
You never know what your so-called loved ones call You behind your back...
poor hunter
now that dinner wont seem tasty anymore.
