A couple of years ago (when he reached the magic age of self-reliant mobility), I passed down my trusty old GMC pickup to the boy. He was 16 and the truck was just 10, so we all agreed it was a pretty good fit. He was really proud of it too; spending his own money to buy shiny new wheels, custom lights, fancy stereo equipment and what-not. This morning as he was coming home from a parts-store run for me, he had an unfortunate run-in with Kamikaze Deer that was obviously all cranked up on green road-side grass. The encounter was tough on all concerned
3 comments:
This is why we need a open season on Deer.They are taking over the world and something needs to be done.Or else we could quit building and driving them into our homes. Sorry Clay , but I hope you killed the damn thing.
Whoo! Ugly. Coulda' been worse, the spider-webbed windshield coulda' been on the driver's side half......
No doubt. He had one of his buddies along for the ride. The lad ended up with a mouth full of glass. I guess that's what happens when you close your eyes and scream. And yeaah, it killed the bitch.
Post a Comment