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Rasta Man Hunting Trip
Two Rasta men flew to Canada on a hunting trip – they’d been the year before and had a fabulous time. As before they chartered a small plane to take them into the Rockies for a week hunting moose. The pilot was a different one this time but seemed a good chap and promised them he’d be back in exactly one week to pick them up for the return – hopefully with some moose to take home!
Over the week they had a great time and they managed to bag six moose. As they were loading the plane to return, the Pilot said the plane could take only 4 moose.
The two Rastas objected strongly. "Las Yar we shoot six. The pilot we had last year let us take dem all - and him have exactly de same plane as yours."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded. The plane took off. However, while attempting to cross some mountains even on full power the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down.
Somehow the pilot, Rasta Ozzy and Reggie da Rasta all survived the crash.
After climbing out of the wreckage and surrounded by the luggage, bits of the plane and of course the moose bodies, the Pilot, somewhat disorientated, asked Reggie and Ozzy, "Any idea where we are?"
Reggie replied, "Mmm? It looks familiar - I tink we're pretty close to da same place where we crashed las yar."
Oh well, look at my Blog Jamaica Blog
Two Rasta men flew to Canada on a hunting trip – they’d been the year before and had a fabulous time. As before they chartered a small plane to take them into the Rockies for a week hunting moose. The pilot was a different one this time but seemed a good chap and promised them he’d be back in exactly one week to pick them up for the return – hopefully with some moose to take home!
Over the week they had a great time and they managed to bag six moose. As they were loading the plane to return, the Pilot said the plane could take only 4 moose.
The two Rastas objected strongly. "Las Yar we shoot six. The pilot we had last year let us take dem all - and him have exactly de same plane as yours."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded. The plane took off. However, while attempting to cross some mountains even on full power the little plane couldn't handle the load and went down.
Somehow the pilot, Rasta Ozzy and Reggie da Rasta all survived the crash.
After climbing out of the wreckage and surrounded by the luggage, bits of the plane and of course the moose bodies, the Pilot, somewhat disorientated, asked Reggie and Ozzy, "Any idea where we are?"
Reggie replied, "Mmm? It looks familiar - I tink we're pretty close to da same place where we crashed las yar."
Oh well, look at my Blog Jamaica Blog
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