So Frick and Frack go out warthog hunting. After not seeing anything all morning, they decide to split up for the afternoon hunt. A short while later Frick finds Frack and asks him to help field dress the hog. Upon completion of the job they're talking and suddenly Frack pipes up, "Hey, I didn't hear you shoot. How did you kill that hog?"
"I uglied him to death", Frick replied.
Frack--"Come straight. You're pulling my leg."
Frick--"No, really. I ugly it to death."
Frack--"Well, I don't believe you. I've got to see it to believe it."
Frick--"OK, we still have your tag left. I'll prove it on yours."
A few hours and they spot the ugliest, nastiest boar they've ever seen. They stalk within easy eyesight of the beast, and Frick gives a low whistle to get the porker's attention and immediately contorts his face in the most gruesome way possible.
The hog gets wide-eyed, his focus on Frick, then begins to tremble, then shakes violently for a few seconds and falls over dead.
Frack is also wide-eyed and exclaims, "I saw it, but I still don't believe it. WOW!! Where in the world did you learn how to do that?"
Frick replies, "My wife taught me."
Frack questioned, "So why don't you take her hunting? You could get twice the hogs in half the time."
Frick--"I used to, but she tears up the meat too bad."