Author: UpAlong

A group of Newfies went moose hunting and split up into paires for the day. That night, one of the hunters, Garge, returned alone, staggering under the weight of a large bull moose.

The others asked "Where's Ted?"

"Ted had a stroke or some thing and died. I left him a couple of miles back up the trail."

"You left Ted laying out there and carried the moose back?!!"

"It was a tough call," nodded Garge, "but I figured no one is going to steal Ted."