Well, first you do a triage to see how wounded the deer is...
The problem with civilization is it always leads to a population of navel gazers. Hunger and deprivation have a way of sharpening the mind.
A couple of redneck hunters are out in the woods
when one of them falls to the ground. He doesn’t seem
to be breathing, his eyes are rolled back in his head.
His partner whips out his cell phone and calls 911.
He gasps to the operator, “I think my friend is dead!
What can I do?”
The operator, in a calm soothing voice says,
“Just take it easy. I can help. First, let’s make
sure he’s dead.”
....There is a silence, then a shot is heard. The
first guy’s voice comes back on the line. He says,
...OK, now what?”