The Deer Hunter

“Amanda, what happened to the car?”

“Deer strike.”

“Yikes! OK?

“Not the deer. I called 911. Police came. The young officer said ‘Ma’am, got to put it down.’”

“Not unusual.”

“No? Listen. The nervous cop just stood there. Suddenly a pickup truck stopped. A farmer, in khaki Carhartt overalls, jumped out, volunteered: --‘Officer, loan me your gun. I’ll shoot it.’ --“The cop did. The farmer did, asked for the remains. They traded gun for carcass.”

“Loaned his gun, gave away the deer?”

“Yes.”

“If we need 911, let’s ask for someone else.”

“Yes.”

“Should we laugh or cry?”