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."