Real hunters

[Vee]

A group of Wyoming 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 a massive eight point buck. (that would be 16
points to you Texas boys)
"Where's Ray?" the others asked.
"Ray had a stroke of some kind. He's back up the trail a couple of
miles," replied the successful hunter.
"You left Ray 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 Ray."