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That's creepy. A buddy of mine looks after a local deer farm, (they sell the piss and meat and antlers) and we sometimes go out at night and have a bonfire in the middle of the deer pen.
There are bucks fighting all around us and deer everywhere, and we're half pissed out of our minds sitting in the middle of this field in our lawn chairs with our beer.
I better start keeping an eye on those fuckers.
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