Deer hunter – K Car

Could have been a “K” car, I really don’t remember. This last one was years later, in Tennessee.

As always, I was attacked for no reason on my way home from work. This one wasn’t much of a crash and the deer wasn’t killed by the impact.

I walked to the nearest house and called the cops. A Sheriff came out and finished off the deer. I didn’t want it, but the guy at the house DID, so I let him have it.

I drove home. Apparently, the deer have accepted my surrender because I haven’t hit another one since. Having SAID THAT, now I’m gonna be nervous for a while.

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