HUMOR Digest - 27 Jan 1997 to 28 Jan 1997

Date: Mon, 27 Jan 1997 05:19:08 -0500
From: Jim Moore Jr
Subject: The English

For centuries, the English have had a love affair with all types of hunting. Early one morning, a fellow was blasting away at a clump of brush on a grouse hunt.

Suddenly an outraged gentleman appeared and said "See here old man, you almost shot my wife with that volley."

The hunter, properly shamed replied, "So sorry old chap. Here, have a go at mine, over there."

Lord Cramsfelter was startled out of a deep sleep by his long time, and trusted valet, Burgess. "Oh, m'Lord, there's a bounder in congress with Her Ladyship, right under your own roof, as it were," announced the servant.

Lord Cramsfelter leaped out of bed, hastily slipped into his robe, and grabbed his rifle from the mantle. Together, he and Burgess went down the hall and quietly opened the door to Her Ladyship's boudoir.

The situation was immediately obvious that indeed she was entertaining a gentleman in her bed. The outraged Lord lifted his weapon, aimed very carefully and fired.

When the smoke cleared, Burgess, voice filled with admiration said, "Oh Sir. A sportsman ever, you got him on the rise."

The origins of any number of expressions are often difficult to trace. It does seem however, one mystery has been solved.

It seems the old saying "Hurrah for our side" was traced back to the crowds lining the roads when Lady Godiva made her famous ride side-saddle through the streets of Coventry so long ago.

The young English lad was out on a date with a rather flat-chested lass. Inside the darken theater, he put his arm around her and made a few preliminary passes.

The girl stiffened indignantly and exclaimed, "Here, here !"

The boy at once responded, "Where, where ?"

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