English Original
A big-game hunter walked into a bar and bragged about his skills. He was an excellent shot, but then he claimed he could identify any animal by touch and even determine the caliber of the rifle used by feeling the bullet hole.
The other patrons were skeptical, and a heated argument ensued. The hunter offered to prove it if they'd buy the drinks. Blindfolded, he felt the first skin. "Springbok," he announced, then found the bullet hole. "Shot with a .22." He was correct.
Accused of peeking, he agreed to another round. This time, they thoroughly blindfolded him and brought a skin from a car trunk. After a longer feel, he declared, "Kalahari Lion. The rifle was a .308." He was right again.
He repeated this feat many times, winning round after round of drinks, until he finally staggered home, utterly drunk, and fell asleep.
The next morning, he awoke with a terrible black eye. He asked his wife, "I know I was drunk, but I didn't get in a fight. Where did this come from?"
"From me!" she replied angrily.
"What did I do?" he asked.
She said, "You got into bed, put your hand in my panties, fiddled around, and announced, 'Skunk, killed with an ax!'"
中文翻译
一位狩猎大型动物的猎人走进酒吧，吹嘘起自己的本领。他是个神枪手，这毋庸置疑。但他接着声称，他能通过触摸识别任何动物的皮毛，甚至能通过找到弹孔来判断所用步枪的口径。
其他酒客觉得这太离谱了，一场激烈的争论随即爆发。猎人说，如果他们愿意请客，他愿意证明。赌局就此开始。他们蒙上他的眼睛，带他去摸第一张兽皮。摸索片刻后，他宣布：“跳羚。”接着，他找到弹孔，断言道：“是用.22口径的步枪射杀的。”他说对了！
有人怀疑他偷看，他表示愿意再来一轮。这次，他们把他眼睛蒙得严严实实，并拿来了一张恰好有人放在汽车后备箱里的兽皮。这次他摸索的时间长了一些，然后说道：“卡拉哈里狮。步枪是.308口径的。”他又说对了！
这只会让众人更加好奇，他不得不一遍又一遍地证明自己的技能，每次都赢一轮酒。最后，他醉醺醺地、踉踉跄跄地回到家，倒头就睡。
第二天早上，他起床照镜子，发现自己有一只眼睛乌青。于是他对妻子说：“听着，我知道我昨晚喝醉了，但还没醉到不记得自己没跟人打架。那我这黑眼圈是哪来的？”
他的妻子愤怒地回答：“我打的！”
“我做什么了？”他问。
她答道：“你上了床，把手伸进我的内裤里，摸索了一会儿，然后宣布：‘臭鼬，用斧头杀的！’”