In the early 1800s three explorers are captured by a Native American tribe...A Frenchman, an Englishman and a Russian. They are all taken in front of the chief. The chief is furious that they trespassed on the scared ancestral burial land but says they would have one chance to redeem themselves. Next day at noon they are taken into a ravine. The chief points into the sky where an eagle is soaring in circles high above. The chief says, you must first take a shot of the fire water then take a bow and a single arrow. If you can shoot down the eagle, you’ll live....if not....etc...
So the Frenchman takes a fist crack at it, takes the shot, picks up the bow....shoots....misses. He’s taken away.
The Englishman is up next, he takes his time sipping the firewater, then slowly raises the bow into the air.....aims......aims.......and still missed the bird. He’s taken away.
The Russian drinks the shot....kind of liked it, then asks the chief if he could have more? Amused, the chief says....sure have as much as you want. The Russian ends up drinking all the firewater the tribe had. Finally he picks up the bow and takes a shot.....hitting the eagle right through the heart!
The entire tribe is standing there frozen in sheer bewilderment. How did you do that? They asked. So the Russian goes, every time I drank a few shots there were more and more of those stupid birds up there.....by the time I was done drinking there were so many I practically couldn’t miss!!!
