Ask your buddy to come help you skin a doe when he gets back after the evening hunt. He barely agrees to come help you with the task. He reluctantly mopes over to the skinning shed in pitch black darkness. When he flips the light on to the skinning shed he sees your beautiful 8pt. buck that you killed earlier in the afternoon hanging there. He didn't know whether to punch me or hug me. I did this to an old hunting buddy four years ago. We ended up laughing about it after a beer or two that night.