Henry or deer?
A group of Texas 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?" the others
asked.
"Henry had some kind of stroke. He's a couple of miles back up the
trail," the successful hunter replied. "You left Henry laying out
there
and carried the deer back?" they inquired of him. "A tough call,"
nodded
the hunter. "But I figured no one's going to steal Henry!"
for
the day. That night, one of the hunters returned alone, staggering
under
the weight of an eight-point buck. "Where's Henry?" the others
asked.
"Henry had some kind of stroke. He's a couple of miles back up the
trail," the successful hunter replied. "You left Henry laying out
there
and carried the deer back?" they inquired of him. "A tough call,"
nodded
the hunter. "But I figured no one's going to steal Henry!"
