Well, see. It all happened on the way to pick up Mike Brion at his house on the day that he wasn't there at all. For the record, John had a bacon cheeseburger that he pilfered from work. Anyway, to the story you've all been waiting for....
Whilst driving on mike's short road to his driveway (not the one with the cow mailbox) I spied a large red glob of ribcage with various fur and bone bits hanging about it in such a manner that it led to suggest foul play. As I freaked out in the passenger seat, dylan, john, scott and rachel didn't seem to notice this awseome spectacle of carnage. The rest of the ride to Mike's was uneventful, seeing as there were no other carcasses to be found.
When we got there, found out that Mike was with Brit, and were heading back, I insisted that we get some cameras out. These cameras proved unhelpful in recording evedence as I will later tell you about. So, anyway, we were approaching a visual on the carcass, when we noticed John was trying to get rid of the priorly mentioned bacon cheesburger to such an extent that it was suggested that someone hurl said cheesburger at the carcass. Let me discribe this carcass for you mild-mannered citizens. Picture 3 hoofs laying there, half un-firred with bones hanging out the less than firred end. Picture also a ribcage with meat in between the ribs and a very big space where a guy would expect to see guts. Being the sort of guy to do so, I assumed that the thing to do would be to hurl the cheeseburger near the carcass and get some pictures. To my later dismay, I found that the action of chucking burgers would involve a rolled down passneger side window with stinky deer fumes entering the vehicle and my nostrils. So, I was then equipped with one bacon cheeseburger as projectile, and instructed to fling the sandwich at said carcass. As usual, I accepted this task with much vim and went about my business to the best of my abilites.
Picture me throwing a cheeseburger out of a passenger side window of a space van.
Picture the burger moving in a gracefull arc.
Picture the burger landing EXACTLY INSIDE THE RIBCAGE.
To say the least, we laughed for maybe 5 minutes. Something like that doesn't happen every day, mind you. Then came the photography. These photo ops come along only once in maybe 2-3 hours, so obviously we didn't want to waste this precious moment. After many pictures taken with and without lens caps on, the space van trucked on down the road, and it's still a funny story to this day.
(No deer were injured in any way anywhere during the writing of this story)
Editor's note - Tom wrote me this email a good while after the fact. He bugged me to put it up, so I did.
