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The page you are looking for doesn't seem to be here anymore. You might try going back to the main page and see if you can find it from there. But just so you don't leave empty handed, here's something from the Unix fortune file:
During a grouse hunt in North Carolina two intrepid sportsmen were blasting away at a clump of trees near a stone wall. Suddenly a red-faced country squire popped his head over the wall and shouted, "Hey, you almost hit my wife." "Did I?" cried the hunter, aghast. "Terribly sorry. Have a shot at mine, over there."