One summer afternoon, my lovely wife was sitting on the back porch peeling shrimp. She heard a loud crash and the sound of breaking glass coming from inside the house. She shook her head, kept on peeling and said, "Boudreaux, what ya doin n dere?" I replyed that I was sitting in my lawn chair shooting at flies with my new compound bow. Then she said, "Well Mr. Deer Hunter, aside from breakin up de house, are ya killin any?" I replyed that I killed four males and two females. She responded, "OH, you so good dat you can even tell the difference?". I said, "Yea, dats easy - you see de males was sittin on a beer can and de other two was on da phone." 
