February 9, 2009
Dead Deer=Rave Reviews
When church ended yesterday afternoon, the hallways were eerily quiet.
"Where are our kids?" wondered several lady folk, including myself.
We followed the scent of rotting flesh to the front parking lot, where we found 30 small children staring wide-eyed at the exposed entrails of a dead deer, which had been hit by a passing car over the weekend and dragged to the side of the road.
Usually the reviews of church are not so good. Yesterday they were significantly better.
"Church was AWESOME!"
"Do you think the deer will still be there next week?"
"If so, can I poke it with a stick?"