Two Polish hunters from Cleveland hired a pilot to fly them to Canada to hunt moose. They bagged four.
As they started loading the plane for the return trip home, the pilot tells them the plane can take only two moose.
The two Poles objected strongly, stating, "Last year we shot four moose, and the pilot let us put them all on board, and he had the same plane as yours."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all four were loaded..
Unfortunately, even at full power, the little plane couldn't handle the load and crashed a few minutes after takeoff.
Climbing out of the wreck, Stanisilaw asked Wladek, "Any idea where we are?"
Wladek replied, "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
As they started loading the plane for the return trip home, the pilot tells them the plane can take only two moose.
The two Poles objected strongly, stating, "Last year we shot four moose, and the pilot let us put them all on board, and he had the same plane as yours."
Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all four were loaded..
Unfortunately, even at full power, the little plane couldn't handle the load and crashed a few minutes after takeoff.
Climbing out of the wreck, Stanisilaw asked Wladek, "Any idea where we are?"
Wladek replied, "I think we're pretty close to where we crashed last year."
My eldest sister is half Polish. It explains a lot.
