Hunting season

Laurel and Holly stand by the side of the road, 
talking about the latest fashions in fur.  
Suddenly Laurel stops talking and points. 
"Look at that cute guy over there" 
Holly looks 
"What a hunk!" 
They move to intercept him. Laurel goes first.  
"Hey, handsome" 
She says in a dulcet voice. 
"You free tonight?"  
Holly stands in the background, primping.  
She fluffs her hair 
"Oh, for two lovely ladies such as yourselves, I'm free anytime!"  
Says the guy.  
It's Holly's turn.  
She bats her large soulful eyes at him and inhales, 
stepping up right next to him and rubbing his shoulder 
with her own.  
BANG! 
Holly drops down, 
dead.  
Laurel and the guy run for their lives.  
As the hunter steps out from behind the thicket that was his hiding place, 
he looks around.  
"Such a pity the other two got away" he mutters, 
but still, he knows he got a pretty good haul.  
He will get a lot of money when he sells the taxidermist 
this one, 
exceptionally beautiful 
deer.