heard the hunting wase better on the other side

because i was calling it

To look down the end of my barrel.

To get to the other side.
GEEZ you guys need to know your jokes

Nate

Turkey Hunting in S.C. - A friend told me this tale while in his tree stand: 'I was about to nod off, at 5PM when I heard the gobble. I perked up and saw this old 2 track road through the woods, and a 60 pound turkey strutting along. He stopped and fanned out his feathers and gobbled again. He was so big that he blotted out the sun. It looked like a black Volkswagen coming through the woods and I was almost paralyzed. I waited and then he moved into the brush and gobbled again. I remembered that turkeys were skittish, so I clicked off the safety and that is when he took off like a F-16 through the trees. It was awesome. I fired once and saw a puff of feathers and then he banked left and gained altitude, never to be seen again'

I suspect the tom turkey was despondent over his taxes and downturns in the stock market. He wanted to end it all, so he strutted across the Interstate, hoping to be nailed by an 18-wheeler, thus putting an end to his depression and misery. I could be wrong.

He didn't actually cross the rooad. Everyone knows you can't call a turkey across a road, fence or creek.

He wanted to prove that he was not a chicken!!!!!!!!