A group of Minnesota 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 a stroke of some kind. 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.
>
> "A tough call," nodded the hunter. "But I figured no one is going to
> steal Henry!"
>
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Yup! That's sooo right!! :p