Glock21user
" Nothing succeeds like excess "
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So I am on my way home from work lastnight approximately 23:30 hrs headed north on one of our twisty turny backroads pretty deep into a corner at speed and as luck would have it 3 deer are running out of the wood line and I had to fill my buck tag a little late and with my truck.
From the drivers door to the corner of the bed he whooped that truck like it was his.
At the conclusion of this not so fun event the state cop that came out asked me if I wanted the deer as he would write me a roadkill tag.
He obviously has a sense of humor as we were both looking at a mess that only an encounter with a 375 hp blender can create.
I politely declined, we laughed and I drove the remaining 2 miles home.
Other than sounding like duck season in the cab of my truck from every airbag dropping and being pissed that the truck is bent all is good though.
From the drivers door to the corner of the bed he whooped that truck like it was his.
At the conclusion of this not so fun event the state cop that came out asked me if I wanted the deer as he would write me a roadkill tag.
He obviously has a sense of humor as we were both looking at a mess that only an encounter with a 375 hp blender can create.
I politely declined, we laughed and I drove the remaining 2 miles home.
Other than sounding like duck season in the cab of my truck from every airbag dropping and being pissed that the truck is bent all is good though.
