Hit a deer with my rental Jeep. Was in the backwoods of Alabama, driving to Mississippi State to visit my bro, doing about 60, when all of a sudden I see the damn deer jump out. If I ain’t have my seatbelt on I would’ve flown out that window, but the front of the car was fucked up. Talk about dangerous encounter. Drove that car all the way to MS, bumper in the back seat.
Not really a dangerous encounter, but had an interesting moment with my BB gun. Was just shooting until I saw a bird. I aimed at and shot that bitch, but then a thought crossed my mind. My pop used to always tell my bro and I whatever you kill you have to eat, so I went looking for that bird and found it. I was like 10 or 11 at the time. Mom freaked out when she saw it and my pop was like boy what you doing? Told him I killed it and could he help me cook it. Lol he just laughed. Said boy go throw that bird in the trash