Kablamo
I swear, the stupidest shit happens to Andy and me sometimes.
We spent most of our Saturday cleaning the absurdly dirty apartment, after waking up at 5pm and eating breakfast. Around 1:30am (or excuse me, 1:50, according to Andy) we decided to go out and get some dinner.
Usually, for a few reasons, one being that I’m really annoying, I drive us around. But I didn’t feel like it tonight, so Andy drove us instead. We leave the apartment and get out to the main road where the speed limit is 65mph.
Suddenly, we see a deer run across the road. We slow down as much as we can and it makes it across safely. Well, perhaps a half second, or full second later–KABLAMO–a second deer runs into the side of Andy’s car. Yes, the side of the mother fucking car.
I of course scream, and Andy pulls over. We get out and sure enough, the side of the door is all banged in, and also the headlight is smashed up somehow. Fuckin’eh. So next we turn around and go see what happened to the deer.
It’s crouched in the middle of the road with it’s head sticking up and turns to look at us as we pull up. A car is approaching behind us, so Andy turns on his hazard lights. The car pull into the other lane to pass us, then stops as he sees the deer. And then, the deer hurries and limps off the road into the woods.
Bloody. Hell. I’m still trying to figure out why that deer continued to cross the road like that. While it can be expected for deer to run in groups, there’s just no way we could have seen that one coming. We were already passed it! Just plain insane is what that is. I don’t know if the deer will be okay, but it ran into the woods so there isn’t anything we could really do about it.
I’m going to have nightmares now about almost killing fucking Bambi. SO, how’s your weekend going!?
We have so many deer here. We see them all the time. Though usually when we slow down, they turn and go back. Maybe Kansas makes smarter deer or something. Who knows.
You think Bambi would have had enough by now… his mother was killed…. girlfriend almost snatched from him… and now running head on into Jaclyn’s car!! Ha ha.
Glad you guys weren’t hurt. Those deer can be sneaky
Wow that is just… wow
Yea… definitely never heard of a car getting hit by a deer before. Well, at least now you’ve got a neat story to share at the watercooler tomorrow.
Jeez, maybe the deer had bad depth perception or something idk.
-slice
I’m Sorry To Hear That About Your Car & The Deer Jaclyn. That’s The One Thing About Deer That Annoy The Hell Out Of Me When They Just Pop Up Out Of No Where. I’m Glad To Hear Andy & You Weren’t Hurt!^_^ Hopefully, Bambi Will Be Okay Too.
~Celeste
Oh, wow. Sorry to hear about that. At least you both are okay.
Oh my god, a DEER hit your CAR? Wow. Sorry about that.
…this reminds me of something that happened in Gilmore Girls a loooong time ago. XD
I can’t help but laugh at this one – stupid deer.. omg.. It is good news that you guys are ok, but I’d be PISSED about my car. I saw the skinniest damn turkey next to the interstate on my way into work tonight, made me wonder if the damn thing was gonna try crossing the 6 lanes of fast moving traffic. It’s so dry …I guess the animals are loosing their minds from hunger or something :/
I had to work Saturday, then had another birthday party for my son, who turned 6. Also my sister, neice and nephew moved back to our hometown from Charleston, SC where her husband has been teaching in the Navy, so my weekend went great! I hope bambi won’t cross your path again!
haha.
my dad hit TWO deer last year…with two different cars.
i feel your pain.
Well to answer your question that weekend was pretty fine for me. Yet believe me I can relate. Down in Pennsylvania (I visited my parents there for a while) I saw a dead dear head almost completely cut off that someone decided to display in front of a sign on a very busy street. Not only that but the deer population down there is INSANE. I literally almost ran over three of them who decided to leap into the street. Strangely they come out at night, I never have this problem in the morning.