I tried to kill a deer earlier this evening...

I doubt I could have done it, though.

I was walking around my house and looked out of a window and saw a deer in a field adjacent to our property, so I went outside, went as far as I could walk, then got down on my knees and began to crawl towards it through rather thick grass. It was about one hundred and fifty feet away, I imagine.. couldnt have been much further than that.

I had made up in my mind that if I were to get close enough, I'd wrestle it and kill it with my own two hands. Had I managed to get close enough, I probably would have instead shat myself.

After crawling for a long while (the deer was still eating), I was about 25 feet from her when she noticed me. She made this horrible screeching, screaming sound! Fuck, man! I didn't know deer made sounds like that! It was like a possessed dog that had been shot by Bucky the friendly hillbilly. It ran off into the woods and let out a few more screeches from inside the forest. It was pretty scary.



There's my first hipforums story. *rolleyes*

 

Dude... it's a good thing it ran away. That deer probably would have killed you.

 

Deer can attack.

A couple years ago some teenager was killed by a buck around here.

Pretty shitty.

I hate deer. I wish hunters were allowed to harvest more of them.

 

If kiling deer is your idea of a good time I would hate to know what your idea of a bad time is.

 

Yeah, I have to agree with Derek. Deer probably would have killed you old school.

 

I shot a deer with my dad when I was 12.

But you would have had a hell of a time killing one with your bare hands - it would have fucked you up if you had cornered it. I guy I work with tried it and it broke 4 of his ribs with one kick.

My dad has a hilarious story about hunting deer though... He would have been about 24 or 25 and was out hunting with Paul (a buddy of his who is now dead). Anyway they were hunting solo, and my dad got back to the truck first and lit up a joint. This wounded deer comes limping onto the trail.

And then paul jumps out of the bush, tackles it, and cuts its throat with a knife. It all happened in like 3 seconds and freaked the hell out of my dad.

 

No shit. That thing was possessed, man. And, at the time, the fact that deer have hooves had slipped my mind. My mom said I probably would have been trampled.

I think it'd be pretty cool to have deer-wrestling contests. Find a deer, subdue it using only your hands, and then wrestle it in a ring of firey hell!

 

Killing gringos?

 

in cali, deer lived really close to me. .. as in, i walk up the hill to get to the backyard, and a deer is in the neighbors yard. it was awesome. wildlife all around.

 

Sex. And Drugs.






Honestly... hanging out with my girlfriend's friends. Fucking hell, man.

I quite enjoy that, actually.

 

That would be one of the coolest things to see while stoned!!!! Fuck....ahaha, I'll have sweet dreams now.

 

The Queen Charlotte Islands has miniature deer, never exposed to Predators.

You can hunt them with an apple and a hammer.

 

You all talk about this subject without much sympathy for these deer in question. Outside of normal "Number Control" isnt hunting deer kind of ego driven and senceless...not to mention a bit mean.

 

Why? We eat them. Its less cruel than either nature (a black bear will eat a still living deer) or some cow in a factory farm.

 

thats an awful thing to know...

 

They are ALL OVER the place here. Can't go more than two minutes while driving and not see one.

I hate them. They destroy cars; they're overpopulated.

 

Wtf, dude? Sounds bloody.

It makes you a man, man. :sunglasse

 

A deers nothing more then a stab donkey. Nothing magestic about the bastards.

 

...duh

 

That's how it is here.... one of them ran into my mother's truck a few months ago, while she was parking.