Two redneck hunters were lost deep in the woods. One redneck said to the other, "I heard that if you're lost you should shoot three times in the air and someone will come to find you." Redneck number two agreed, so they shot two times into the air. Just before the third shot one redneck said to the other, "I hope this works, we're down to our last arrow."
No offence to my redneck brethren!
The real joke here is that rednecks are never lost, and they always have more than three arrows ;-)