Headhunting Pillows

'The Banks are keen to tap into your expertise.'

"Ironically, this is the living room."

It soon became apparent that the vicar was an undercover journalist.

"If you're tired of stegosaur, go kill something else."

"Think you're pretty manly, eh? OK, put the gun down and let's have a fair fight."

Dog Hunting Trophies.

"I dunno, looks like a trap."

"You're very lucky that gazelle gives me diarrhea."

'We should buy London and ship it to the States!'

"And where have you previously moused?"

Mr. Briggs' Adventures in the Highlands, part 9.

'I really don't think mouth-to-mouth wroks on fish, Ben.'

Duck Hunt

'Mom's Diner, Turkey Sandwich Special, $2.00.'

'Now then - I just wanted to see how you handle pressure, Mr. Boyle.'

"Tallyho!"

"I warned you about the recoil on that one."

"Um, Larry? That’s not a quail."

Bear Hugging Season Open

'So who needs sonar?!'

'Give me your paw, Ben, please, give me your paw!'

'Hey - my dad promised that I'd get a gun.'

'Missed again, eh, Bob? Maybe you should switch to decaf!'

'You caught it, you gut it!'

"I'd go with you, but I'm a non-sporting breed."

'My 'What I Did Over The Weekend' report is about my hunting a 17,000 pound moose, deep inside Canada.Some or all of this report has been fictionalized for dramatic purposes.'

'You're not supposed to catch them!'

'We'll never be able to eat it all before it spoils -- how about a rabbit or something instead?'

'Okay...3.5 billion in stock, 2.5 billion in cash, 80 million in deferred compensation, my own private jet, a luxury car lease for the next ten years, 3 club memberships and...

"... and what’s even worse – I spilled my beer!"

It’s God’s country, if your God wears camouflage and dips tobacco.

"Mom, I'm bored. Do you know something I can get hysterical and panicky about?"

A Bloody Butcher

Pointing.

'I hate to say I told you so, Larry, but that's why you check your car for bears before you put on your seatbelt.'