[lurker]

A Game Warden was out in the country during peak season when he happened upon a pickup parked along the road near a ravine. No one was around as he stopped to check. The bed of the truck held a very nice array of legal game.

Someone this successful in a day's hunt was worth checking; so he waited. Sure enough, a man appeared from the ravine carrying some pheasants with both hands. As this hunter neared, the Warden noticed two things: he wasn't carrying a gun and he was ugly. Extremely ugly.

The Warden waited for the man to get to his pickup and unload his game, then the Warden made all necessary checks of licensing, limits and such. Everything was legal but the lack of a gun and no apparent injury to the dead animals caused much concern so the Warden asked: "How did you kill these animals?"

"I Ugly'd 'em." he said.

"Ugly'd them.... to death?" asked the Warden.

"Yup." was the reply.

"Just how do you do that?"

"Oh, it's easy." and just as he said that a pheasant flew over the pair and the fellow took a hard stare up into the direction of the bird and the bird dropped like a rock at their feet.

"That's amazing!" exclaimed the Warden.

"Not really." said he. "I can do it. My wife can and my kids can too."

"I understand why your kids aren't with you because of school but you could double your bag if your wife was with you."

"OH NO. Don't hunt with the wife no more. She tears em up!"