The Deer Hunter

Bob and Ed are hunting deer in the far north, many miles from civilization.

Suddenly Bob drops his rifle, and clutches both hands to his chest.

His friend is across the clearing, and seeing this runs quickly to his side, but it is too late. Bob is not breathing. Ed quickly pulls out his sattelite phone and dials 911.

"Can I help you?" The emergency operator asks?

"You have to help me!" Yells Ed. "We're out in the middle of nowhere and my friend just keeled over dead! He's not moving or breathing, he's..."

"Okay, okay... calm down." Says the operator in a soothing voice, "I need you to follow my instructions precicely if we want to help your friend."

"Okay," says Ed, "what do I do first?"

"First, before you panic and jump to conclusions, let's make sure he's dead. If not..."

The operator is interupted a loud bang.

"Okay, what next?" Asks Ed