Rabbit

The SAS, the Army and the Police decide to go on a survival
weekend together to see who comes out top. After some
basic exercises, the trainer tells them their next objective is
to go down into the woods and come back with a rabbit for
tea.
First up are the SAS. They don their infra red goggles, drop
to the ground and crawl into the woods in formation. Absolute
silence for 5 minutes, followed by a single muffled shot. they
emerge with a rabbit, shot cleanly through the forehead.
“Excellent” says the trainer
Next up are the Army. They finish their cans of lager, cover
themselves in camouflage cream, fix bayonets and charge
down into the woods, screaming at the top of their lungs. For
the next hour the woods ring with the sound of machine gun
fire, mortar bombs, hand grenades and blood-curdling war
cries. eventually, they emerge, carrying the charred remains
of a rabbit. “A bit messy, but you got a result. well done”
says the trainer.
Lastly, in go the Police, walking slowly, hands behind backs,
whistling Dixon of Dock Green. For the next few hours, the
silence is only broken By the occasional crackle of a
walkie-talkie: “sierra oscar lima one, suspect headed straight
for you” etc. After what seems an eternity, they emerge,
escorting a squirrel in hand cuffs. “What the hell do you think
you’re doing?” asks the incredulous trainer. “Take this
squirrel back and get me a rabbit, like I asked you 5 hours
ago!” So back they go.
Minutes pass. Minutes turn to hours, day turns to night. The
next morning the trainer and the rest of the crew are
awakened by the police, holding the squirrel, now covered in
bruises. “Are you taking the piss?” asks the seriously irate
trainer. The police team leader shoots a glance at the
squirrel, who squeaks: “Alright, alright, I’m a f*cking rabbit!”

hehe good one

i like that…a lot.

Very good !

Nice one

Ian