Friend going elk hunting. Driving up to his camp site. While still on state highway, he hit a spike bull elk. Trashed his jeep and the officer let him keep it.

Good hunter. Only elk he got that year.

Made mostly stew and burger out of it. Tasted fine.

He'd often tell know-it-all types that he killed more elk with his jeep than they had with a rifle.

His son took the antlers and made a mount using beat up license plates.

For even when we were with you, we gave you this rule: "If a man will not work, he shall not eat."

2 Thessalonians 3:10