Joe walked through the door last night with something on his mind. Our friends were over for dinner and as he stepped into the kitchen he said there was something I needed to know. Before Joe could say anything else, C.S. spoke up with his best guess. "You're having an affair!" I chimed in with something much more emotionally and financially pleasing. "We won the lottery!" Leah took it one step further and asked if he'd seen a UFO. Silas just said, "Da-da", and twirled his little hands as if conducting a symphony.
Turns out we were all wrong. He told us he'd hit Sasquatch on his way home. Not Sasquatch the Yeti but a deer named Sasquatch. We all jumped up to survey the damage. On the way to the carport we surmised it mustn't be too bad because Joe seemed relatively calm and unscathed. As you can see from the photo it isn't that bad but it isn't that good either. Unfortunately, it doesn't do justice to the small tufts of hair tucked into the nooks and crannies.
We have a $200 deductible on our insurance. I've just been dying to spend a couple of hundred bucks somewhere other than Wal-Mart and this sure does take the guesswork out of it. We're taking it to the body shop in the morning.
I can't wait.
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It's Message, I tell ya! Due to a few economic issues I bet there are a few Hummers in your area being sold ... that or it's time for deer season.
BTW, the last time I heard the words, "Kick out the jams" was when MC5 did their thing.
Oh no! Looks like that Sasquatch did some damage! :(
The Real Downer is that we didn't get any Meat from the damned thing.
A couple of venison Flank steaks would've been good.
Bill- I wanted to add the MC5 song to my playlist but Joe thought you guys might not be ready for the MF word.
C.S.- For $200 that's the least we could get, isn't it? Although, I don't care for venison.
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