"Imagine you're a deer, you're prancing along, you get thirsty, you spot a little brook, you put your little lips down to the cool clear water ... BAM ... a bullet rips off part of your head. Now I ask you, would you give a damn what kind of pants the son of a b**** who shot you was wearing?"-My Cousin VinnyImagine your wearing a deer dress...BAM...you look ugly as sh*t.
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