One of the best marksmen in the FBI was passing through a small town.Everywhere he saw evidence of the most amazing shooting. On trees, on walls, and on fences there were numerous bull's-eyes with the bullet hole in dead center.
The FBI agent asked one of the townspeople if he could meet the person responsible for this wonderful marksmanship. No problem. The marksman turned out to also be the town drunk.
"This is the best marksmanship I have ever seen," said the agent to the man. "How in the world do you do it?"
"Nothing to it," said the wobbling man. "I shoot first and draw the circles afterward."
