SHOTGUNmaniac
11-08-2007, 01:57 AM
For the final test, the FBI agent took the first male applicant to a
large, metal door and handed him a gun. The agent said, 'We must know
that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances.
Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill her!'
The man said, 'You can't be serious! I could never shoot my wife!'
The agent said, 'Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your
wife and go home.'
The second male applicant was given the same instructions. He took the
gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. The
man came out with tears in his eyes, 'I tried, but I can't kill my
wife.'
The agent said, 'You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go
home.'
Finally, it was the female applicant's turn. She was given the same
instructions-to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the
room.
Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing,
banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet.
The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat
from her brow.
'This gun is loaded with blanks' she said. 'I had to beat him to death
with the chair.'
MORAL: Women are MEAN! Don't mess with them.
large, metal door and handed him a gun. The agent said, 'We must know
that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances.
Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Kill her!'
The man said, 'You can't be serious! I could never shoot my wife!'
The agent said, 'Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your
wife and go home.'
The second male applicant was given the same instructions. He took the
gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about five minutes. The
man came out with tears in his eyes, 'I tried, but I can't kill my
wife.'
The agent said, 'You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go
home.'
Finally, it was the female applicant's turn. She was given the same
instructions-to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the
room.
Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing,
banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet.
The door opened slowly and there stood the woman. She wiped the sweat
from her brow.
'This gun is loaded with blanks' she said. 'I had to beat him to death
with the chair.'
MORAL: Women are MEAN! Don't mess with them.