Jim and Bud are out in the woods hunting when suddenly
Bud grabs his chest and falls to the ground.
He doesn't seem to be breathing ; his eyes are rolled back in his head.
Jim whips out his cell phone and calls 911.
He gasps to the operator, "By t'undering Jesus, I tink Bud is dead! What
should I do?"
The operator, in a calm soothing voice says,
"Just take it easy and follow my instructions. First, let's make sure
he's dead."
There is a silence...... and then a gun shot is heard.
Jim comes back on the line : "Okay, now what?"