and Friday?
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Friday is the day of Stupid People.
Case(s) in Point:
Dumbass neighbor cuts it close when pulling out in front of me.
I now have to follow Mr & Mrs Fatty McFatfat & their "ample" daughter out to the main road.
Because they were too busy om nom nom nomming on a dozen doghnuts, they failed to see the large female deer & her two babies in the road.
The tagged one of the babies, mortally injuring it.
I stop & pull over, turning on the flashers, and approach the kicking & screaming baby deer.
The McFatties step out of their car, with the wife in tears, and roll over to the deer.
"I didn't see it!" Mr McFattie sobs...while eating a chocolate old fashioned.
"What do we do now!?!" Mrs McFattie says in a hushed tone while consuming a buttermilk bar.
I went back to the car to retrieve my pistol to put the poor thing out of it's misery of having to see the McFatties standing over it.
"OMG!! You can't shoot it! We have to take it to the vet. Please don't shoot it!"
I proceed to tell the McFatties that had they not been feeding their fat faces & had paid attention while driving, this deer would not have to die.
But seeing they valued increasing their waist line more than practising safe driving skills, they were the cause of this mess.
But I agreed not to shoot it.
Instead, I kneeled down and placed one hand over it's muzzle & my other hand on top of it's head, trying to soothe it's last few moments on alive.
Then I snapped it's neck.
Case(s) in Point:
Dumbass neighbor cuts it close when pulling out in front of me.
I now have to follow Mr & Mrs Fatty McFatfat & their "ample" daughter out to the main road.
Because they were too busy om nom nom nomming on a dozen doghnuts, they failed to see the large female deer & her two babies in the road.
The tagged one of the babies, mortally injuring it.
I stop & pull over, turning on the flashers, and approach the kicking & screaming baby deer.
The McFatties step out of their car, with the wife in tears, and roll over to the deer.
"I didn't see it!" Mr McFattie sobs...while eating a chocolate old fashioned.
"What do we do now!?!" Mrs McFattie says in a hushed tone while consuming a buttermilk bar.
I went back to the car to retrieve my pistol to put the poor thing out of it's misery of having to see the McFatties standing over it.
"OMG!! You can't shoot it! We have to take it to the vet. Please don't shoot it!"
I proceed to tell the McFatties that had they not been feeding their fat faces & had paid attention while driving, this deer would not have to die.
But seeing they valued increasing their waist line more than practising safe driving skills, they were the cause of this mess.
But I agreed not to shoot it.
Instead, I kneeled down and placed one hand over it's muzzle & my other hand on top of it's head, trying to soothe it's last few moments on alive.
Then I snapped it's neck.
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Joined: Jan 2008
Posts: 625
From: Wyoming
Car Info: 1996 Impreza Brighton bone stock sadly
Friday is the day of Stupid People.
Case(s) in Point:
Dumbass neighbor cuts it close when pulling out in front of me.
I now have to follow Mr & Mrs Fatty McFatfat & their "ample" daughter out to the main road.
Because they were too busy om nom nom nomming on a dozen doghnuts, they failed to see the large female deer & her two babies in the road.
The tagged one of the babies, mortally injuring it.
I stop & pull over, turning on the flashers, and approach the kicking & screaming baby deer.
The McFatties step out of their car, with the wife in tears, and roll over to the deer.
"I didn't see it!" Mr McFattie sobs...while eating a chocolate old fashioned.
"What do we do now!?!" Mrs McFattie says in a hushed tone while consuming a buttermilk bar.
I went back to the car to retrieve my pistol to put the poor thing out of it's misery of having to see the McFatties standing over it.
"OMG!! You can't shoot it! We have to take it to the vet. Please don't shoot it!"
I proceed to tell the McFatties that had they not been feeding their fat faces & had paid attention while driving, this deer would not have to die.
But seeing they valued increasing their waist line more than practising safe driving skills, they were the cause of this mess.
But I agreed not to shoot it.
Instead, I kneeled down and placed one hand over it's muzzle & my other hand on top of it's head, trying to soothe it's last few moments on alive.
Then I snapped it's neck.
Case(s) in Point:
Dumbass neighbor cuts it close when pulling out in front of me.
I now have to follow Mr & Mrs Fatty McFatfat & their "ample" daughter out to the main road.
Because they were too busy om nom nom nomming on a dozen doghnuts, they failed to see the large female deer & her two babies in the road.
The tagged one of the babies, mortally injuring it.
I stop & pull over, turning on the flashers, and approach the kicking & screaming baby deer.
The McFatties step out of their car, with the wife in tears, and roll over to the deer.
"I didn't see it!" Mr McFattie sobs...while eating a chocolate old fashioned.
"What do we do now!?!" Mrs McFattie says in a hushed tone while consuming a buttermilk bar.
I went back to the car to retrieve my pistol to put the poor thing out of it's misery of having to see the McFatties standing over it.
"OMG!! You can't shoot it! We have to take it to the vet. Please don't shoot it!"
I proceed to tell the McFatties that had they not been feeding their fat faces & had paid attention while driving, this deer would not have to die.
But seeing they valued increasing their waist line more than practising safe driving skills, they were the cause of this mess.
But I agreed not to shoot it.
Instead, I kneeled down and placed one hand over it's muzzle & my other hand on top of it's head, trying to soothe it's last few moments on alive.
Then I snapped it's neck.
damn dude that sucks, i'm sorry you had to do it, glad to see there are other people out there that are willing to put an animal out of there misery, most people would act like the McFatties and try to take it to the vet, now its time to skin the deer and make some jerky 
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