Joe was on vacation in the depths of Louisiana. He wanted a pair of genuine alligator cowboy boots in the worst way, but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking.
After becoming very frustrated with the "no haggle" attitude of Mark, one of the shopkeepers, Joe shouted, "Maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator so I can get a pair of boots at a reasonable price!"
Mark replied, "By all means, be my guest. Maybe you'll luck out and catch yourself a big one!"
Determined, Joe turned and headed for the swamps, set on catching himself an alligator.
Later in the day, Mark was driving home when he spotted Joe standing waist-deep in the water, shotgun in hand. At the same time, he saw a huge 9-foot alligator swimming quickly toward Joe. Joe took aim, killed the creature, and with a great deal of effort, hauled it onto the swamp bank.
Lying nearby were several more of the dead creatures. Mark watched in amazement.
Joe then flipped the alligator on its back, and frustrated, shouted out, "Fuck sakes, this one ain't wearing any boots either!"
