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Sven and Ole were out at the deer shack one fall weekend, when Sven got his buck early. He was still pretty close to the huntin' shack, so he just drug it back, hung 'er up, and gutted the deer. He didn't want to leave the entrails just sitting around camp, so he spotted the big hollow log with a convenient hole in the top that they'd used as a toilet occasionally in the past, and tossed 'em in. He finished up and decided that it was early enough in the day that he'd just run the back into town and be back before Ole knew he was gone.
So several hours later, Ole wanders into camp after a fruitless day of sitting in the deer stand. He grabs a beer, starts heating up the fire for dinner, and heads into the woods to answer his own call of nature. He happens to spot the hollow log, drops trou, hops on, and flips open his Readers Digest. When he finishes up what feels like the grandfather of all #'s, he happens to glance into the log, sees the entrails and panics!!
Sven pulls back into camp shortly after, and spots a very sickly looking Ole staggering back into camp. Sven immediately rushes to his pal's side and asks him what's the matter. Ole gasps "I just crapped my guts out!"
Sven, worriedly exclaims "Oh my god, we have to get you to a doctor!"
Ole replies, "Don't worry, I managed to get dem back in with a stick...."