Old Lem, a hillbilly in the eastern Kentucky mountains, rides up to old Charleys front gate. The gates about a quarter mile from Charleys house. Seeing Charley on the front porch, Lem yells, HEY, CHARLEY….LETS GO FOX HUNTIN!! Charley yells back, OK, ILL BE THERE IN A MINUTE!! In a few minutes, Charley rides his mule down to the gate…..dressed from head to foot in his Sunday go to meetin best. What in hell did ye get all dressed up fer to go fox huntin fer?, asked Lem. FOX HUNTIN?, asked Charley, I THOUGHT YOU SAID LETS GO FUCK SUMPTHIN!!