A man and his friend were enjoying Deer Hunting Season in rural
Virginia near a blacktop highway. A huge buck walked by and the hunter
carefully drew his bow and took careful aim.
Before he could release his arrow, his friend pointed at a funeral
procession passing on the road below their stand.
The hunter slowly let off the pressure on his bow, took
off his hat, bowed his head and closed his eyes in prayer.
His friend was amazed. "Wow, that is the most thoughtful
and touching thing I have ever seen. You are the kindest
man I have ever known."
The hunter shrugged. "Yeah, well, we were married for 35 years."
Graybeard, think this one will pass muster. At least the wife laughed, before she hit me. Rog
