Three idiots decide to go hunting. The first one says he's going to get a buck. He goes out, and indeed comes back with a buck. The other two hunters ask how he did it. He says, "I see tracks. I follow tracks. I get buck."
So the second hunter says that he's going to get a doe. And he does. They ask him how he did it, and he says, "I see tracks. I follow tracks. I get doe."
So the third hunter says, "I'm just gonna shoot at anything I see."
So he goes out and comes back half a day later all beaten, bruised, bloody, and totally trashed. The other two hunters ask him what happened and he says, "I see tracks. I follow tracks. I get hit by train!"
>roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty & so is
>your head.
>
>After you, my love, my only prize
>Would be a bullet between the eyes.
>
>Of loving beauty you float with grace
>If only you could hide your face.
>
>I thought that I could love no other
>Until, that is, I met your brother.
>
>Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
>This describes everything you're not.
>
>I want to feel your sweet embrace
>But don't take that paper bag off your face.
>
>I love your smile, your face, and your eyes .
>. Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
>
>Every time I see your face I wish I were in outer space.
>
>I saw your face as you walked by
>But then I saw a better guy.
>
>My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
>Marrying you screwed up my life.
>
>Beauty is on the inside, but some may doubt,
>If its true, I'd prefer you inside out.
>
>What inspired this amorous rhyme?
>Two parts vodka, one part lime.
>
>I see your face when I am dreaming
>That's why I always wake up screaming.
>
>My love you take my breath away
>What have you stepped in to smell this way?
>
>My feelings for you no words can tell
>Except for maybe "go to hell."