It’s Friday, a mere few days since Ma Fat had her Close Encounter of the Deer Kind. The Lil Fat Car is scheduled to visit the repair shop on Sunday Night. All be well, soon!
At 8 o’clock this morning my phone rang. It was Ma Fat calling from work. She sounded calm, almost cheery.
“Oops! I did it again!”
Yes, on her way to work this morning, Ma Fat had a second Encounter of the Deer Kind. This time, the Lil Fat Car encountered a young deer, named Bammy. Bammy ran off, unscathed, while Ma Fat pulled off the road to inspect the new damages. Same spot as earlier this week — more fur this time.
Oh, Deer! I sure hope the repair shop is able to wrap the Lil Fat Car in rubber bumpers.
Perhaps we should trade the Lil Fat Car in for something more armor plated, such as one of those Armored Cars used to haul bags of Fat Bucks from one Fat Bank to another.
Perhaps I should just resume my chauffeur duties and spend my daze, “Driving Miss Fatty.”
Remember: “Only you can prevent a forest full of Deer.” So, speed up and ram hard.