Last autumn, a group of friends went deer hunting and decided to paired off in two's for the day. That evening one of the hunters returned alone, staggering under the weight of an eight point buck.

"Where is Edward?" the other hunters asked.

Ed's hunting partner, Brian, replied, "Edward had a stroke of some kind. He's a couple of miles back up the trail."

The other hunters gasped and one guy asked, "You left Edward laying out there and carried the deer back?"

"It was a tough call," nodded the hunter. "But I figured that nobody would steal Edward."