Marksmanship


During the Saturday night revels in a frontier town, the scrawniest and

skinniest beanpole-type citizen got shot in the leg. The only doctor in

the town had done celebrating and gone to bed. A posse of citizens

pounded on the doctor's door, until he thrust his head out of a window.



"Whazzamazzer?" he called down.



"Comea-runnin', Doc. Joe Jinks's been shot."



"Whereabouts shot?"



"In the laig."



"_Some_ shootin'!" And the doctor slammed the window shut.



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