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The Hunters

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 an eight-point buck.

“Where’s Harry?” he was asked.

“Harry had a stroke of some kind. He’s a couple of miles back up the trail.”

“You left Harry laying there, and carried the deer back?”

“Well,” said the hunter, “I figured no one was going to steal Harry.”

Bits & Pieces, March 3, 1994, p. 5