A Scotsman was visiting a friend in the North Woods of Canada, both liked to hunt. They were hunting for deer when all of a sudden a moose popped up in front of them. It was so unexpected, neither of them had a chance to fire.
The Scotsman was shaken. “Hoot mon, wit in blazes was that?!”
“That was a moose,” the Canadian replied.
“What are ye saying, lad? A moose? Good Lord, I’d hate to see yer rats!”
