I hope this is true. It's just too funny anyway.
Somewhere near Rochester, New York Ed set out to bag his buck at 5:30 a.m. By 11:30 a.m., he was exhausted and hungry-- and still no buck. At 12 noon, the mighty hunter Ed guards the remains of his lunch while a passer-by snaps a quiet photo while trying not to startle (with a belly laugh) the deer.
The Moral Majority is dead.
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