A group of friends went deer hunting and paired off in twos for
the day.
That night, one of the hunters returned alone, staggering under
the weight of an eight-point buck.
"Where's Henry?"
"Henry had a stroke of some kind. He's a couple of miles back up
the trail."
"You left Henry laying out there and carried the deer back!?!"
"A tough call," nodded the hunter, "but I figured no one is going
to steal Henry!"
