OK, it was Bambi’s mother. I was going home from my mothers house and a doe ran out in front of my car. :eek:
Damn!
Broke my car too.
I heartly recommend not hitting a hundred and some pound deer at a high rate of speed.
I am angry for messing up my car.
And feel guilty for killing the suicidal deer.
Talk about mixed emotions.
Revedge , The important thing is that you are ok. You are aren’t you ?
Was the deer insured ? 
Did you call animal control or something ? Will you be having venison for dinner tomorrow ?
It’s okay honest. I killed Bambi’s mom also… twice. The funny part it is that it was 1 year exactly from the time I hit the first one to the time I hit the second one. Needless to say I didn’t drive that day next year. Anyways my car was a trooper I hit both deer in the same car that was about 3 years ago and the car is still going to this day. I do not understand I think it is on something… Anyways seems to be your okay and that is the most important part sorry about your car though.
I’m typing this with my nose.
Just kidding, Yes I am alright
No, she wasn’t, but I am.
Queen of All She Surveys is angry that I didn’t get some venison steaks. 
Says Bambi’s Mom:
Those deer sure do swear like sailors, don’t they? Damn deer!
Well, Revedge, count your blessings. A couple of years ago I killed a cow. :o
HEY! Don’t look at me like that! She wasn’t supposed to be on the road!
Life was pretty rough around the home place for a couple of months til my sister killed a recliner
All I’m sayin’ is those deers don’t know how to drive.