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Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy takes out his phone and calls the emergency services.

He gasps: "My friend is dead! What can I do?"

The operator says: "Calm down, I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead."

There is a silence, then a gunshot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says: "OK, now what?"

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All are great Dave, thanks.

I have (really) similar experience to this one with Freudian slip ... hahaha, I am still blushing when this pops on my mind. It was in 1983 and I worked as an agent with some MD experts ... and was very compassionate to one very ill and strikingly fat lady, and did a big efforts to help her to get some papers (approvals) in shortest possible time. Her sure name was Kramarić and her name was Slavica ... Running a few circles around all doctors (and it was heat), I got dizzy, and when finally have done all, last was to address approval to this lady. Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I misspelled her name, and the way I wrote it was a sad description of her state.

Instead Kramarić I wrote Kravarić (krava = cow, and poor woman really was a cow-like) and in her first name instead Slavica (Gloria), I wrote Slamica (diminutive of straw, cow food).

See how 2 "m" and 2 "v", accidentally put in wrong place, can destroy one greatly generous job, best intended, of course.