Madison wrote: The Artful Dodger wrote: Omaha Red Sox wrote:
3 run homer wrote:why would you have to swerve so hard to get out of the way of a flying bra? it must've been huge
I had a friend who flipped her car multiple times avoiding a deer once. She said if a deer ever got in front of her again, she was hitting it.
That happened to a friend of mine too. But in LA, we call deer, homeless bums.
Killing Bambi with a car isn't as easy as you would think. It's quite a challenge.
I prefer to shoot Bambi.
Hit a deer once when I was 17 with my 1991 Chevy Cavalier. The deer, upon impact, barfed all over the side of my car. it was gross.
So then I stopped and the deer was all mangled and deadlike on the side of the road and I kind of felt bad; well not really, and then I saw the front my car and I really didn't feel bad, but when I looked to start yelling profanities at the mangled dear near-carcass, It got up and ran away, the bastard. I'm still upset about it. I hope he (it was a doe, but whatever, any a-hole deer that hits me is a he... yeah, that's right, the deer hit ME! I didn't drive my car out into the woods in front of a deer) got turned into deer jerky or whatever they call deer meat now.
If you're a battery, you're either working or you're dead....