Grantsburg Football

Grantsburg Football
One night, a couple of buddies and I went to the Grantsburg football game in the mudshark. On the way home, a girl was sitting on my buddy's lap with a case of Leinie's in between us. We went over a hill and a deer ran out in front of us. Of course, I love fresh meat, so we took it out. Back then, there wasn't much traffic on 48, but there was a car coming. I never had a key for the mudshark, so I always had to open the trunk with a screwdriver. I threw the deer in and went to take off, but they weren't in there. I got back out, and they said, "where is the deer?" I said, "Get in." We barely got going when a car passed us. It had a blue license plate. You know what that means. We dropped the girl off in Milltown. We drove the backstreets out of town because the deer took out my left headlight and it was hanging by the wires and shining on my front tire. The town cop was just sitting there by the time we got back to the co-op. We stopped at the stop sign; naturally the deer woke up. and started jumping. I knew the cop later, but I never asked him what he thought was happening. He must have thought we were nuts. We drove to my brother's house, but he wasn't home. I took his 22 and we went to Molly's hole. Can you believe I shot it in the trunk! I gutted it and washed it out in Molly's hole. Should there be more to the story? Probably but I don't want to go to jail, anyways maybe it's fiction.