A group of friends went deer hunting and paired off in twos for the day. That night, one of the hunters returned alone, worn out from dragging an eight-point buck. 'Where's Harry?' the others asked.
'Harry had a stroke of some kind. He's a couple of miles back up the trail,' the successful hunter replied.
'You left Harry laying out there and dragged the deer back!!!!' they inquired.
'A tough call,' nodded the hunter. 'But I figure no one is gonna steal Harry