Buck off!

Recently, I noticed that Irene has been acting odd. She always liked wearing her camouflage pants, but the other day she wore them with a big bright orange vest, polarized glasses, and an Elmer Fudd hat. I didn't think much of it at the time. Then, later, staring out the window, in a fit of spontaneous rage she called me a "dumb buck!" Given that Irene is not a pure born and bred American, I just assumed the whole ESL (english as a second language) thing finally got the best of her at the moment.

Shortly after though, I realized she was not talking to me. She had secretly been hunting deer in her spare time. Without a gun and realizing forks were no match against antlers, she took our brand new minvan out and tried to "whack" (see Italian translation) our neighborhood Buck. Unfortunately or fortunately, depending on what side you support, the minivan got the worst of the encounter.

Below are some pictures of the aftermath.

Look closely and you'll see the buck's fur. Without this, I probably wouldn't have believed the story, but it does seem plausible based on the evidence.

I surfed youtube.com for videos of similar accidents occurring - all of which are actually pretty disturbing and not fit for our family oriented blog. However, with a burning desire to bring a visual aid to our loyal readers, the editor-in-chief found a way to do a reinactment of the incident. Please do not try the following without a ducky helmet, a one-wheel drive vehicle, and a few Sam Adam's Summer Ales....

And before PITA shows up at my front door looking to take Irene away to PITA jail, this story is somewhat exaggerated but is based on the true life character of Irene Chin.