Morals

So deer season started. We were pushing at Troy's, and my dad shot a doe. A nice little one from about 10 feet away. We dragged it out of the swamp, and my truck was closest. So we threw it in the back. We get home. My dad says leave it in the back til morning. I wake up to go to work. I try and drag the deer out. It doesn't budge. I get up in the back end and peel the deer off of my metal truck bed. The downside of the deer is left frozen; stuck to the bed of my truck. My own little fur bed.

I'm driving down the road. 6 hours later. The hair has thawed. Hair begins swirling around. Filling my cab through the broken windows that don't shut all the way. Deer hair everywhere. 4 days later. Hair still there.
Moral: don't put the deer in your bed