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Now: Exploding deer.
(Thanks to Sharon Chapman)
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Now: Exploding deer.
(Thanks to Sharon Chapman)
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I always wondered why so many deer heads are put up people's homes. Now I know why.
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | April 23, 2012 at 12:40 PM
Semi-related item:
Obliterating Animal Carcasses With Explosives
Posted by: wiredog | April 23, 2012 at 12:41 PM
Paul Bunyan had exploding deer troubles. He solved them by leaving out troughs of soapy dishwater. The deer drank the water, and when they exploded, they blew up like big bubbles and floated away. Rumor has it you can still see some of them floating around the Northwest Territories, occasionally dipping low enough to graze.
Posted by: Just Some Guy | April 23, 2012 at 12:42 PM
The secret is: before the deer explodes, you have to get a condom on him...
'Cause you know those bucks all lie about having had vasecomies!
Posted by: DrPat | April 23, 2012 at 12:43 PM
Didn't Exploding Deer open for Ted Nugent?
Posted by: Ms. Flukey | April 23, 2012 at 12:46 PM
Ms. Flukey --
I think Ted opened up a lot of deer
Posted by: Not My Usual Alias | April 23, 2012 at 12:54 PM
Technically, the deer didn't explode; they irrupted.
Picky, picky.
Posted by: Ralph | April 23, 2012 at 12:57 PM
Key advice:
• "There's the old wives' tale that they don't like human pee so we tried that; my husband did. It didn't work."
Maybe her husband just needs to eat more asparagus.
Posted by: padraig | April 23, 2012 at 12:58 PM
"Your garden is their feast. Your lawns are their bathrooms. They stop traffic, they jump over fences and they're reproducing like mad. They're also creatures of habit, so if they find a cushy spot to munch on your tulips, you can bet on seeing them every morning."
Sounds waaaay too much like
the little furry bastardssquirrels to be a coincidence. They've recruited the deer.....*cue theremin music*
Posted by: Wolfsong | April 23, 2012 at 01:10 PM
you can bet on seeing them every morning.
Just be ready on the first day of hunting season...
Posted by: wiredog | April 23, 2012 at 01:13 PM
The "deer guy" got it right ... hunting is the most effective and cheapest way to handle such a problem ... in Nodak, a few of the larger towns with similar problems have "archery hunting" allowed in deer-infested parks and such ... seems to help ... and no loud shooting noises ...
Rather than condoms, I'd suggest an Elastrator program ... if y'all can get the deer to stand still for it ... (tranquilizer dart guns will be necessary) ...
Wiredog ... WTG, USDA ... offer a plan to allow folks to use explosives!!! WAIT! How much plastic would be needed for a squirrel?
Posted by: O the Umanity | April 23, 2012 at 01:13 PM
Syracuse, NY -- Your garden is their feast. Your lawns are their bathrooms. They stop traffic, they jump over fences and they're reproducing like mad.
For a second, I thought I was reading about the cast of Jersey Shore.
Posted by: funny man | April 23, 2012 at 01:24 PM
It happens sometimes.
PeopleDeer just explode. Natural causes.**Do I have to turn in my geezer card for knowing a movie from the last half of the twentieth century?**
Posted by: max | April 23, 2012 at 01:24 PM
they blowed up reaaaaal good.
Posted by: queensbee | April 23, 2012 at 01:24 PM
and p.s. been to syracuse?? this could be real excitin there!
Posted by: queensbee | April 23, 2012 at 02:22 PM
Guess they had too much Elka Selzer.
Posted by: Glen Tibaldeo | April 23, 2012 at 10:06 PM
Deer fear...need queer deer. Onadagamatopoeia.
Posted by: Loudmouth | April 24, 2012 at 07:08 AM
The dread IUD or Improvised Ungulate Device.
"Oh, Mother, don't be so sentimental. Things explode every day." Cleese.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | April 24, 2012 at 02:22 PM