Some men go on a hunting
trip and separate
into pairs. That
evening one hunter, Sam, returned to camp alone
toting a 12
point buck. "Where's George?" one of the men asked,
noticing
that Sam had returned alone.
"He's about 6 miles back.
He tripped and broke his ankle. I left
him there 'cause I figured
ain't nobody 'bout to steal him."
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
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