A hunter kills a deer and brings it home.

He decides to clean and serve the
venison for supper.

He knows his kids are fussy eaters, and won't eat it if
they know what it is - so he does not tell them.

His little boy keeps asking
him, "What's for supper?"

"You'll see", says his dad.

They start eating
supper and his daughter keeps asking what they're eating.

"Ok," says her
dad, "here's a hint, its what your mother sometimes calls me."

"We're eating
asshole!!", she screams.