Breakfast Granola for 6/4/9

Ah, this brings back memories of near tragedy when, once upon a time, my folks had a 1997 Buick LeSabre and we almost plowed through a deer.

I want to say the deer I encountered -- similar to the pictured deer -- had average deer IQ: this thing was fucking retarded. It dashed into the road, and instead of proceeding across so it didn't have to turn around, indeed turned around and went back the way it came. This is critical because it was crossing from right to left and paused in front of the driver's side, thus needing to re-cross the whole front bumper to remain alive. Thankfully, Dad put down enough brakes to give the beast those critical moments to do so, and not turn itself into venison jerky all over the 3800 V6, the windshield, and us.

Unfortunately, Bambi wasn't nearly as fortunate. Sorry, PETA!

Found on Jalopnik.