Cried...
The dogs got some shots today.
On the way home we stopped at Litchfield's. I pretty much cried cuz some guy shot a deer. I told my dad that I wanted to scream Ef You out the window but I knew I'd get in trouble. The deer was 100 pounds. Poor thing...
On the way home we stopped at Litchfield's. I pretty much cried cuz some guy shot a deer. I told my dad that I wanted to scream Ef You out the window but I knew I'd get in trouble. The deer was 100 pounds. Poor thing...
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I swore to myself, that every truck I see with a dead deer in the back of it, I'm going to throw a bucket of red paint at it.
Sort of like what PETA did in the '80's to everyone on the street who was wearing fur, they would just dump red paint all over them.
First I need to invest in red paint..
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