I was running the other day, and I saw three deers up ahead. They stopped and stared. At first I was like aw this is why nature and shit is so dope! I even turned down my Ghostface on my ipod. Then it all turned ugly folks. One of the deers made as if to run towards me. He tots punked my ass because I flinched and then he just stood there like O Dog in Menace II Society and sneered. He was like "Where's my cheeseburger byotch!" And then I was like Ghost on acid and was like yo' son I think I saw Captain Kirk. Anyway these three fuckers stalked me for the whole 2 mile run. They ran alongside me for a bit, and then they would disappear when another jogger would come by, and then come back! I was like am I on shrooms? It was totally fucking with my mind. I haven't been the same since.
ps in case the earlier statement wherein I allude to being momentarily afraid of said deer. please note that Anne from New Jersey once told me when we were working the 4 - 12 shift at ABC in New York that a woman on the turnpike hit a deer and it got caught in her windshield and the fucking deer kicked the woman to death while trying to free itself from the windshield. I'm just sayin'
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