Two Redneck hunters from Mississippi got a pilot to fly them to   
Canada to hunt moose. They bagged six. As they started loading   
the plane for the return trip home, the pilot tells them the   
plane can take only four moose.   

The two good old boys object strongly. "Last year we shot six   
and the pilot let us put them all on board; he had the same   
plane as yours."   

Reluctantly, the pilot gave in and all six were loaded.   
Unfortunately, even on full power the little plane couldn't   
handle the load and went down a few moments after take-off.   

Climbing out of the wreck Bubba asked Earl, "Any idea where   
we are?"   

"Yaaah, I think we's pretty close to where we crashed last   
year."