A young bloke has started work on a property, and the boss sends him up the
back paddocks to do some fencing work, but come evening he's half an hour
late. The boss gets on the CB radio to check if he's all right.

"I've got a problem, Boss. I'm stuck here. I've hit a pig!"
"Ah well, these things happen sometimes," the boss says. "Just drag the
carcass off the road so nobody else hits it in the dark."

"But he's not dead, boss. He's gotten tangled up on the bull bar, and I've
tried to untangle him, but he's kicking and squealing, and he's real big
boss. I'm afraid he's gonna hurt me!"

"Never mind," says the boss. "There's a .303 under the tarp in the back. Get
that out and shoot him. Then drag the carcass off the road and come on
home."

"Okay, boss."
Another half an hour goes by, but there's still not a peep from the young
fella. The boss gets back on the CB. "What's the problem, son?"

"Well, I did what you said boss, but I'm still stuck."
"What's up? Did you drag the pig off the road like I said?"
"Yeah boss, but his motorcycle is still jammed under the truck."