A group of Alabama 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!”
A true hunter
Good one!
Men … !!
Neoauter – Thanks, I thought so too.
Mo – You know I think they are…We will have to ask Empress Bee, she always knows these things.
Linda – Yes, but he does have a valid point as ironic as it is…
oh good! i was afraid he was going to be from georgia! ha ha ha
smiles, bee
Hahahahah good one
Oh, I love that! Too funny!
Empress Bee – I try to spread it around a bit.
Roger – Thanks.
Mz. Jackson – I thought so too. Yes, it is one of those men/hunting things.
Hah! that sounds like hubby.
True devotion…Henry would’ve wanted it that way. *LOL*
This hunter knew what was most important……..good stuff
ha! good one LOL
Now that sounds ’bout right…
SMOOCHES!
Tisha – Yes, I’m sure Henry understood completely.
Sarge Charlie – Thanks so much.
Insanity Suits Me – I liked it too.
Dixiechick – Yep, it does doesn’t it!
Well he was probably right. Who would steal a dead guy.
Callie Ann – He probably was right. Got to keep your priorities straight.