Hey, Ted, buddy. Got one for you too.
A group of Wisconsinites were out 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 Ted?" the others asked.
"Ted had a stroke of some kind. He's a couple of miles back up the trail," Shadow Ferret replied.
"You left Ted laying out there and carried the deer back?" they inquired.
"A tough call," nodded Shadow Ferret. "But I figured no one is going to steal Ted!
A group of Wisconsinites were out 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 Ted?" the others asked.
"Ted had a stroke of some kind. He's a couple of miles back up the trail," Shadow Ferret replied.
"You left Ted laying out there and carried the deer back?" they inquired.
"A tough call," nodded Shadow Ferret. "But I figured no one is going to steal Ted!