>A group of confused huntsmen who came to the UK on business shot an entire flock of sheep thinking they were fair game. >While visiting the country, the men decided to try the delights of the British countryside and went on a private shoot - with the equipment provided by the landowner. >He gave them guns and hunting dogs, and offered to guide the men, but was told that 'true hunters hunt alone' by the group's translator. >Not wanting to offend them, the landowner agreed but things went terribly awry and the hunters ended up slaughtering an entire flock of sheep - lambs and all. >Hours after the hunters set out, the translator returned saying the party had ran out of ammunition - but the landowner thought nothing of it. >Instead, he restocked the hunters and set them loose onto his grounds once again. >Eventually the group knocked on the door of the main house to return the guns and the landowner noticed with some amusement that they were empty handed. >"'Didn't manage to get any pheasants then?' He asked them. 'No', said one of the **Arabs**, in excited but broken English. 'But we did manage to shoot lots of those highland deer'. >"This was met with bemusement from the landowner, he didn't own any deer and they weren't even close to the highlands. >"Worried, he stepped outside of his house to the sight of two full fields of sheep with their heads blown off. Like a proper bloodbath.