One night, he is sitting in a bar with some friends, and an out of state hunter stops in the bar. He overhears Dave’s friends talking about how he’s the best and says, “there is no way he is the best hunter in the state!”
So Dave bets him that he can not look and guess what an animal was an how it died by its fur. For every one he gets right, the hunter will buy him a beer.
Thinking he can’t possibly do this, the hunter agrees. He gives Dave a skin, and after a pause, he says “black bear, killed by a .308 rifle.” He was right, and got a beer. Another bar patron went and got a pelt from his car trunk and gives it to Dave. After a few minutes of feeling the fur, Dave says “Elk, killed by a 7mm rifle.” He was right again, and swigged another pint.
This went on long through the night, with the hunter and other patrons bringing Dave pelts and furs, giving him beer after beer, until he stumbled home drunk of his ass. He woke up the next morning with one hell of a shiner, and asked his wife “I know I was drunk last night, but not drunk enough to get in a fight and not remember it! What happened?”
“You didn’t get in a fight, I gave that to you.”
“You? But you’re my wife. Why would you hit me?”
“Because last night when you came home, you came into bed next to em, put your hand down my panties and loudly declared ‘skunk! Killed by an axe!’”
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