| The pondering deer woke up to a soft rocking. It slowly got harder. He opened his eyes. He looked back. Harvey was trying to hump him. The pondering deer stood up. He killed Harvey. And that is the end of Harvey's role. The pondering deer stretched. He shifted his thoughts to how he was going to get out. He felt no remorse for killing Harvey. He wanted Harvey to die before he was humped. There's just no excuse for humping. And now Harvey knows. Before we start, I'd like to point out something. There are only two things the Pondering Deer hates more than being humped: clowns and irony. This may not seem important or relevant now, but to be straightforward, this is not his lucky day. Another Update: I just read over the last part and realized that I've been rushing this since we met Harvey, instead of letting the quality work come to me. What was I thinking? How am I going to incorporate a clown into this saga? |