From This Day Forward....

I hereby swear on my testicles that next hunting season, I WILL KILL EVERY NO GOOD, DUMB-FUCK, SON-OF-A-BITCHING, COCKSUCKING, NON-EVOLVING, NO-HEARING, NO-SEEING, MOTHER FUCKING DEER I SEE.

BASTARDS. AND THE PRICK WHO BUILT THE GOD-DAMNED HOUSES WHERE THE DEERS USED TO LIVE BETTER NEVER LET ME CATCH HIM IN THE WOODS NOT WEARING ORANGE.

Fuckers...

ANYONE WHO WANTS TO JUST GO OUT AND KILL A BUNCH OF DEER NEXT YEAR PM ME.... NO TAGS, NO NOTHING... JUST A FRIGGIN BLOOD BATH, KILL-FEST. I'm gonna take all the carcasses and puth them on the doorsteps of the dickheads who made the county restrict the number of permits sold last year.

GOD-DAMN IT. Maybe friggin PETA should pay the deductible and my new premiums after this shit gets fixed.

:angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :angryfire :cya: :cya: :cya: :cya: :cya: :cya: :cya: :cya: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :banghead: :swear: :swear: :swear: :swear: :swear: :swear: :swear:

So much for keeping it PG-13 huh? :disappoin

So I take it someone had a close encounter with Bambi?

Bambi now has a Chevy emblem FIRMLY, and permanently, embedded in her torso, a nice set of tire prints on at least some part of her body, a set of drivers' side headlamp and foglamp imprint on her head, and a haircut.

She also probably has quite a few broken ribs, a shattered rear leg, one hell of a wicked headache... and by now is probably starting to smell a little on the dead side.

Bastard... 1:30 on my way home last night.... jumped out from behind a hedgerow at the VERY last second, and I had nowhere to go... drop off on one side with no guard rail... post and rail fence and mail boxes on the other. I was only going about 35, because that area is BAD for deer, and I only had time to swerve to slam on the brakes and realize I was hitting this prick. AND THEN... about a half a mile down the road another one jumped out about 10 yards in front of me... good thing there was a parking lot that had it's lights on or I would have hit two deers, within 20 minutes and a half a mile of each other. Next time I'm just going to aim for the whole damned herd and get it over with.

Could you maybe also add to the list people who need to get a job and stop breaking into cars and stealing shit that don't belong to them. And yes, I got hit again last night. So I want them near the top of your list please, and you can hunt them year-around, no special season.

Sucks... I've hit 2 in the last 2 years. First one screwed up my Talon so bad, the 2nd one I nailed with the Firebird and I launched that SOB almost 20 feet and it did no damage to the car at all. lol :iceslolan

Neither airbag deployed in either car... :disappoin

DEERS


Deers? :icon16:

Deers? :icon16:


Nono :nono:

Beers

Nono :nono:

Beers

Good answer :grinyes:

Women...:disappoin... They're lucky they're fun to have sex with, otherwise... :chair:

Beer - Beers / Deer - Deers / Boob - Boobs... if you think about it, "s" pluralizes many words much better than their original spelling.

You wouldn't say... "God I'd love to see your boob" would you? ... "S"

"Shoot some deers".... Sounds good to me.

C'mon SG... sheeez. :smooch:

That SUCKS!!!

Well, since deer poulation where I usually hunt in PA is declining (partly my fault), I'll join you next year.:evillol:

What you should have done is thrown that bastard into your trunk and cooked it into venison jerky.:popcorn:


Oh, and I'd like to point out that deer has been mentioned so much, the google ad is now for some shity deer hunting game instead of the usual car crap.:lol:

Naaaahhhh, that thing had to be so bruised and broken it's almost certainly not edible.

Naaaahhhh, that thing had to be so bruised and broken it's almost certainly not edible.

If Earl is anything like my dog, he would still eat it.

my mate hit one in his truck when were were driving down a country lane at night.

we were trying to find my phone which i'd dropped. there was a really loud thud and the truck jumped up like we'd hit a huge bump.

we reversed back and found a serverely dear deer...

my mate hit one in his truck when were were driving down a country lane at night.

we were trying to find my phone which i'd dropped. there was a really loud thud and the truck jumped up like we'd hit a huge bump.

we reversed back and found a serverely dear deer...
your.....mate....his....?

:sly:

your.....mate....his....?

:sly:

He is from Europe... :gay:

im up for killin a bunch of them. 2 weeks after I bought my truck I hit a HUUUUGE 8 pointer. Same thing happened, it came out of nowhere and IT HIT ME!...Ran right into my right front fender and rolled alllll down the side of my truck denting, scratching, and tearing my fiberglass running boards off. I hit is going 75 mph. The whole truck shook like crazy. After I hit it, me and my buddy got out and went to the side of my truck to look at the damage. As I got to the side of my truck a semi came over the hill and ran over the deer. His rear tires went up in the air (he didnt have a trailer), and he started swirving towards us but saved it. We almost died. The driver stoped and said we were lucky and asked if we were ok. Then the trooper came cause I called the cops for insurance and as the cop was walking around my truck looking at the damage he pointed his flashlight to the ground and what is there lying on the ground?? TWO EMPTY BEER CANS laying in the grass. I was in the middle of nowhere in northern Wisconsin going up to my cabin and there had to be 2 cans right friggen there. Well he didnt say anything but I know he saw them. Then we went to look at the deer to see if anything was salvagable. I at least wanted the rack. Nope. The truck totally popped the deer. It simply exploded. Craziest thing ever lol.

He is from Europe... :gay:
haha!! jus screwin with him :grinyes:

lol.. in hawaii the biggest animal we get running on the damn road is humans. fucking things. damn peds >: ( dont look eithier way and just run into the F***in road.


or mongeese.

mongoose->mongeese
deer->deer-ses.

:P

What you should have done is thrown that bastard into your trunk and cooked it into venison jerky.:popcorn: :

Great, now I have to go find that audio clip of the guy making a 9-1-1 call from the phone booth with deer tearing up the back of the car and dog attacking the phone booth. :disappoin

Your insurance shouldn't go up from hitting a deer, mine didn't.

If Earl is anything like my dog, he would still eat it.

lmao.. he probably would... he prefers live baby rabbits though. He's damned disgusting come about May-June when they are starting to get bigger. Sumich doesn't even need to eat for like 2 weeks because he's so full on rabbits.

Great, now I have to go find that audio clip of the guy making a 9-1-1 call from the phone booth with deer tearing up the back of the car and dog attacking the phone booth. :disappoin

Now THAT was funny. :lol: What a jackass... I like the part when he asks the cop "Now who gets the deer... Me or the Dog?" :rofl: :cwm27: :disappoin That was freaking hysterical.

:lol2:

I'm stuck in the mutha f'n phone booth,

Mutha f'n deer jumped up bit me in the back of my mutha f'n neck, :lol2:

classic

My friend was going to one of my other friends house out in the county at night running about 80mph in his old 94 caviler and a damn deer ran into the side of the car and rolled down the side. how i dont know but he got out and looked at the deer and it was pregnant and seen somthing else down the road where it first hit him and looked at it and there was another baby deer the flew out of the mama on impact. damn thing had twins. His car still runs just got a new windshield.

Now that is what you call induced labor :lol2:

your.....mate....his....?

:sly:

you've lost me.

mate is just another word for friend, regardless of gender.

or mongeese.

mongoose->mongeese
deer->deer-ses.

:P

Mongooses.

goose - geese

mongoose - mongooses.

don't ask why. i don't know.

you've lost me.

mate is just another word for friend, regardless of gender.

hmmm... I thought that was an Austrailian thing...

There ya go. Because some bastard deer decided to play chicken with me, I learned that Brit's and Austrailians use odd dialects. Of course, I would have much rather bought someone from GB a beer and had them tell me that, than hitting a son-of-a-bitchin deer and paid a body shop $100 and whine about here and find out that way. We coulda drank quite a few beers if it weren't for that bastard, you know?

I HEREBY DECLARE DEERS A THREAT TO DRIVING AND ALCOHOL CONSUMPTION (or vice versa) AND HUMBLY REQUEST THAT ALL WHO BEAR ARMS KILL AT LEAST 20 DEERS ANNUALLY (in metropolitan areas mind you) SO AS TO PRECLUDE THE WASTING OF BEER MONEY FOR THOSE OF US WHO CHOOSE TO IMBIBE.

I also hereby request that we here at AF, take on the responsibility of starting an international campaign - we can call it "Beers ... not Deers" with a rifle over the deers - to alert the general public that deer accidents force the public to spend valuable dollars, which would otherwise be spent in community taverns thereby aiding local economies, on exhorbitant vehicular repairs that would otherwise be unnecessary should the anti-gun pricks be removed from this world. Whilst we are at it, we should also campaign to ban speed limits during daylight hours and inspection fees.. and to stop idiots who have no idea what they're doing from calling the pile of shit they serve a "Philadelphia Cheesesteak".

There ya go. Because some bastard deer decided to play chicken with me, I learned that Brit's and Austrailians use odd dialects. Of course, I would have much rather bought someone from GB a beer and had them tell me that, than hitting a son-of-a-bitchin deer and paid a body shop $100 and whine about here and find out that way.

life's a bitch.

We coulda drank quite a few beers if it weren't for that bastard, you know?

you could've, i'm teetotal. it's not a legal thing, you can drink from age 5 over here. (no, i'm not kidding.)

The legal age to purchase alcohol is 18. Persons aged 16-17 may consume wine, beer or cider with a meal in a restaurant providing they're with an adult. Children under 14 are not allowed in pubs without an adult. The purchase of liquor chocolates is 16. The legal age for drinking in ones home is 5 provided parental consent is given. Children under 5 must not be given alcohol unless for medical reasons