Alvin and Marty were motorcycle mechanics. They went on a hunting trip with Jake, a salesman who worked at the same dealership.
The first day, Alvin went out early in the morning and came back at lunchtime with a nice buck.
“Wow!” exclaimed Jake. “How did you get such a big buck the first day?”
Alvin answered, “Well, Jake, it was easy. I looked for the tracks, found them, followed them, and shot the deer.”
The next day Marty took his turn to stalk a deer. He came back that afternoon with an eight-pointer.
Jake was amazed. “How did you do that? Did you use a blind?”
“Naw, man. I hunted around for the tracks, followed those tracks, and shot the deer.”
Jake went out the next day. It was getting late, and Jake wasn’t back yet, so Alvin and Mary went looking for him. They found him at the foot of a ravine next to the railroad trestle. He was scratched up and dirty and couldn’t walk on his ankle.
“What happened to you?” the mechanics chorused.
“I looked for the tracks. I found the tracks. I was following the tracks when I heard a noise. I looked and was able to jump just before the train would have hit me.
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