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I live near that guy.
is it true what they say? that he actually has a deer for a head and he’s not actually carrying a deer??
No.
His head is clearly stuck in the deer’s stomage.
reminds me of a mr. bean episode…
Have not seen it.
Was somebody stuck in mr. bean’s stomage?
The four sections of a deer’s stomach are the rumen, the reticulum, the omasum, and the abomasum.
.
This guy’s stuck in the abomination.
^ Reductio ad absurdum
^ travels via the nina, the pinta, and the santa claus reindeer
^ pioneer
^ pointer
^sisters
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^grinning ghosts
^Gruff
^ace
^rapper
^received a DWI while driving forcing him to ride a bike
….received a DWI while driving?
That’s profiling.
… fit the pattern of drunks who drive their motorcycle inside their van down by the river.
ok received a dwi while riding his bike?
Wouldn’t that be a PWI?
That’d be a PWIND
*stays down-pwind*
Be kind, pwind?
Pwaiting for the pwind?
I think they are called BWI’s where I come from (Davis, CA)
stomage
pwnd.
Was that a stomage he got after his colon surgery ?
By the pic, I’d guess a tracheostomy.
He’s a hunter, more like track-iostomy.
More like a truck-ectomy.
I hope his way home does not involve a bypass graft.
Indeed, god knows we don’t need another BRIDGE FAIL OMGZLOLBBQ in here.
Quiet, You
We want Ryannon’s answer!
Yes, I am sad to say it is true. He lives near the nuclear plant nestled quietly in the woods near Russelville. You should see his children.
All 14 of ‘em?
The poor kids, they are all given time outs when hunting season starts.
So they can run away?
No, so they won’t get filled with buckshot.
poor little things. tasty, though
^paedophage
Erster!
Comments won’t nest their liddle birdies below this level!
Wanna bet?
Sigh. It seems that you have returned.Don’t make me taze you again, or dragonwriter *FOOOOM!!!!* you again. You have been warned.
*gets ready*
*brings out Secret Service issue tazer*
It’s troll bustin’ time!
No, the deer just has a really large tumor.
Have you been fawning all over him?
He can’t hide from her.
His points are well-taken.
He admires her rack, too.
I hear he wants to take her to Italy to see Venison.
(ok, that was a stretch…)
YEAH, it was.
Have you stretched back? I was worried.
It’s looking bad. Pokey’s going to help with the assisted suicide.
You Pokey…you pay!
:[
He’s running to Mexico to avoid charges on this crime, he bought a sombrero but will still most likely melt in the hot, hot sun. It’s not looking good for this duo.
If he’s got the runs in Mexico, it’s not going to be looking good for the duodenum, either.
Yeah, and he just falls to pieces every time she looks at him with those big doey eyes…
Sorry for the delay, was busy planning a friends stag party.
I’m so fawn of stag parties.
I’m gonna buck the herd on this one, and say they’re kinda cheezy.
Depends on the stripper you get. I hired one that does side work as a chemist at Vagisil.
i hear the stripper’s got a big hart and an even bigger hind end
I’d buck that.
A big hart and an even bigger hind end? What elks does she have?
A roe of men waiting their turn. They’ll pay for it with their charge cards.
what, a big caribou’s not enough for you?
I think he was just making sure he was being Thorold.
That’s going to cost him a lot of doe.
Hmm…lemme think about this.
*ruminants*
This thread has much to okapi one’s mind with.
Is the thread based on cotton or velvet?
D’OE!!!!
Fail: I’m sure it’s spelled “d’oh”
d’oh a deer, a fail, oh dear
ray, a drop of golden sun…..
ray, the guy who carries d’oe.
Fail: inability to see the deer reference in D’OE.
Well, this is the guy who spelled “stomach” as “stomage”. Don’t expect too much from this one.
This and that are exactly what I was talking about in “whizz”.
Besides, I thought about “estomago”, so I spelled it wrong.
My name is Estomago Montoya. You ate my father, prepare to dine.
lol … the Bride ceremony/ ruminant banquet will take place below.
That’s exactly what I was talkin about in previous fail.
Besides, I thought about “estomago”, thats why I spelled it wrong.
(Failblog fail: wrote this before, but it won’t show up)
That’s exactly what I was talkin about in previous fail.
Besides, I thought about “estomago”, that’s why I spelled stomach wrong.
(Failblog fail?: I wrote this before twice but it won’t show up.)
win !!
Title fail…
he is clearly the only guy here who has enough consciousness to help the deer to the hospital after he hit it.
hes lucky since the bikes were attached to the back of his car and were not injured in the making of this picture.
wait isnt that technically a hunting win, cuz he killed the deer? it doesn’t really mattr how it gets home…
this is not as fail!!! its a WIN see how badass he is by killing that dear with no gun or bow and then carrying it back to home on a bike, not even a mountain bike but a magna type bike.. im sure he even killed that dead barehanded wrestling it or something to that effect man he is my hero lol
this is a win, that dude is a sav
Fail: to fall short of success or achievement in something expected, attempted, desired, or approved: The experiment failed because of poor planning.
v., hunt·ed, hunt·ing, hunts.
v.tr.
To pursue (game) for food or sport.
To search through (an area) for prey: hunted the ridges.
To make use of (hounds, for example) in pursuing game.
To pursue intensively so as to capture or kill: hunted down the escaped convict.
To seek out; search for.
To drive out forcibly, especially by harassing; chase away: hunted the newcomers out of town.
deer (dîr)
n. pl. deer
Any of various hoofed ruminant mammals of the family Cervidae, characteristically having deciduous antlers borne chiefly by the males. The deer family also includes the elk, moose, caribou, and reindeer.
[Middle English der, beast, from Old English dor.]
Word History: In various Middle English texts one finds a fish, an ant, or a fox called a der, the Middle English ancestor of our word deer. In its Old English form dor, our word referred to any animal, including members of the deer family, and continued to do so in Middle English, although it also acquired the specific sense “a deer.” By the end of the Middle English period, around 1500, the general sense had all but disappeared. Deer is a commonly cited example of a semantic process called specialization, by which the range of a word’s meaning is narrowed or restricted. When Shakespeare uses the expression “mice and rats, and such small deer” for Edgar’s diet in King Lear, probably written in 1605, we are not sure whether deer has the general or the specific sense. It is interesting to note that the German word Tier, the cognate of English deer, still has the general sense of “animal.”
Deciduous gonna cervidae venison fer dinner.
Maybe it was not planned at all. Maybe he shot it by accident, e.g. while cleaning his rifle.
I lol’d…thanks
Maybe he accidenty the whole deer with his bike.
The whole thing? What should he do?
Use a Cooking Verb?
No, he would be prostituted instantly.
Not a problem, as long as the children come first.
I want to link this to the drowning of the homecoming queen to be funny but somehow it’s too difficult…
Hmm, the homecoming queen drowned right after all the whore children came? Sick, sick, sick…
Feyn is standing in the no standing area.
Is this no standing area located in Screw-China?
No, but they do eat at the Fu King Chinese Restaurant.
I thought the very same thing, however you beat me to it, and so eloquently and funny too. Cheers!
Cheers! *drinks*
Bartender…a round of Pine Whizz for everyone!
For everyone? That’s more than half!
Then make it a double!
Looks like the doppelgang’s all here! I’ll have a Blood and Whiskey — make that me too! NO U!
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♪ Hail, hail the doppelgang’s all here.
When the going gets tough,
I know my friends will still be more than half there.
Because sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they’re always glad you came twice. ♪
I’m always glad when I get to come twice.
First off, apparently this got mislabeled because people don’t expect a guy to carry a deer on his shoulder with a BIKE. I say epic win, because well…maybe he didn’t plan ahead- but he seems to be succeeding so far!
Well, when you have no driver’s license, you do what ya gotta do!
I’ve done that with a sack of laundry. And considering you have to be successful at hunting to bag a deer… I’d say this is more of a win!
His clean shirt makes me think he hasn’t field-dressed the deer, making it weigh even more. He easily has 90-100 lbs on his shoulders.
and do you know how nasty a deer gets if you haven’t field dressed it? ugh! if he tries to eat that later, eeeww!
No, I think it totaled his car.
The deer turned itself in after it killed the guy’s wife.
It’s just his pet. He likes to take it for rides.
I shot a bag of laundry once too. After that my wife asked me too take the target practicing out the house.
I threw a bag of laundry at my wife once. After that she kicked me out of the house.
I’m impressed that you actually touched the laundry. That has never happened here.
Only because I was out of underwear and socks……
Wear them backwards, then inside out. After that, you can turn them right side again, b/c the stink will have worn off. So I am told.
It’s much easier to simply avoid wearing these ancillary accoutrements.
I’d rather just go commando.
That should shave a few seconds off our best time.
Did someone order a pizza?
*drops pants*
Just wear edible drawers. It kills two birds with one stone. Mookie wears the hamburger flavored and she provides the cheese.
Please tell me there’s no anchovy on this pizza…
I’ll bet it’s salty like anchovy.
I bet it put the putang in puttanesca.
I see we asked for extra pepperoni.
I’d rather not have known that.
Wear socks backwards?
I wear them upside down.
If you wanted a guy to do laundry, you shouldn’t have
married an uppity lawyer type. Maybe a weatherman?
Suspended license win!
Can’t afford a car+eating roadkill=a win? Really?
Erster?
Ok, I thought to long about if I should write it in German because of the comments of the last fail.
I’m a fail.
We had multilanguage “First”-posting before anyway.
That’s a nice alternative to a stole.
He didn’t steal that deer. He ran it over and it’s his, all his!
Doh! A deer??
A female, dear.
Ray, a drop of Golden Sun.
Me, a name I call myself
Me, some game I caught myself.
Lyrics Quoting Fail
Actually taking the time to read the point of the thread fail. Take a joke, man.
You spelled ‘Roger’ wrong….it’s ‘asshat’
(clickie)
B2F, clickie my name. It’s the appropriate response to Roger, I think.
Let’s try this a third time. Here’s a visual response for Roger:http://64.15.74.3/~majorpic/ASSHAT.jpg
You spelled asshat wrong, it’s douchebag.
You spelled ‘douchebag’ wrong, it’s “That’s the way it’s supposed to smell.”
STOP IT!!!! The internet is a clean place with high values you know!! It’s not a truck!!
BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!!!
*wipes tears of laughter from face*
Seriously? No, seriously?
Fa, a long, long way to… bike.
So, a deer’s around my head!
Law, he’s breaking many today!
T – boning it in bed!
Which brings us back to DOUGH!
(which he’ll most likely be shelling out in fines)
I laughed outloud!
My avatar proves it.
Perm-a-grin?
Facial equivalent of priapism.
NEVER IN THE FACE!
You’ll never make top dollar with that attitude.
I make up for it with assplay and don’t charge extra.
*flabbergasted*
*astounded*
*impressed*
*skeptical*
*pessimistic*
*elastic*
lascivious
damn, forgot the **
♪ Which brings us back to……..
So Say We Thar
Blow The She Doe?!!
My friends call me T-bone, but never in bed.
If it’s in the shape of a T, you’re doin’ it wrong!
If it’s a T-job? (has nothing in common with a Z-job)
Its rudolph
Oh, dear me.
Knowing how heavy a deer can be… WIN!
Oh crap, that was lame.
You certainly fail at this game.
Techsupport fail, 404 is still there.
looks like the game is lame …
probably why he had to hitch a ride with the guy on the bike
It looks as though it may have pulled a bowstring.
Could have hoof in mouth disease.
Indeed, a hoof fetish gone wrong could result in lame game.
At least he didn’t have to hoof it all the way home.
Much like you tug at my hartstrings?
You make me a happy fallow, deer.
Oh no! What will I doe?
Fail Fail due to photoshop abuse.
The original must have been a just an armless guy riding a bike
Would that make it Venuson?
furst?
I think I know that guy!! And is so sad.
First to foist an unnecessary false first!
I’ll tell you whats a fail here. The type setter. Whoever or whatever that is.
That would be Sharpie.
The guys arrested for Paint Abuse.
They stopped, just like that? Should I be worried.
The photos show no development.
remember when medica was worried.
Remember when you were Gumby?
threaten her with a stretch in Italy
Gumby’s pretty much dead by now. He wants genitalia in lieu of flowers.
A burly bouquet.
Oh gawd…please don’t say that…we’ve had that once already and I still haven’t recovered…
I take it all back.
Those were Gumby’s last words.
After he asked for a little graveside pokey? What should I do with this wreath then?
Take it to the wake, and then take it home, because I heard the Blockheads are going to burn his house down.
Pffft, that guy has no idea how to milk a dear.
You dumbass, it’s DEER!
Well, B2F, if it’s done in the right context, it could be milking a dear.
Thanks for trying to help a brother out. I don’t think I’m going to context my way out of this one.
Noop.
*hands over the bukkit*
It’s OK to talk to yourself.
It’s OK to answer.
But when you start to argue with yourself, we have to put you in the padded room.
Oh Yippee! The padded room!!! Naptime! *falls to the floor*
Steamroller!
.
Hey, did I read you’re in Idaho?
*prepares for potato joke*….no I’m in Texas *waits*
No potato joke. I went to Idaho for vacation last year. No, seriously, I did. It was the longest week of my entire life.
.
My older brother lives in Pasadena.
Coolness, I’m in Dallas.
He was also in Houston, part of that “Houston 500″ thing.
I was not.
I have the video, you were the 123rd guy getting the hand job on her left side.
You got me….hey, at least I wasn’t 124th!
“Try not to suck any dick on the way through the parking lot!”
Oh, goddamnit. Name fail.
Neat, I used to live in Dallas. Do you know Bill?
Is he sitting there on Capitol Hill?
That’s the one… He’s waiting his turn for a vote.
Now I have that stupid Afterschool Special song stuck in my head.
Yeah, well I keep singing Doe a Deer.
Rofl, that’s payback for all the earworms you two have doled out over the past few months…
*blink blink innocent look* Who?
LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-I’m-not-listening-I-can’t- heeeeeeeear-you!!!
Dragonwriter? Because I respect you so much and care quite a bit about you, I just wanted to tell you “I’m just a bill, I’m only a bill and I’m sittin’ here on Capitol Hill!”
I only read four words into that post, Ry. I KNOW YOU!!
LA-LA-LA-LA-LA-CAN’T-HEAR-YOU!
Lolly, lolly, lolly get your adverbs here!
Wow, that was a shot heard ’round the world!
That’s the one… He’s waiting his turn for a vote.
*didn’t submit this one twice* Failblog is arbitrarily copying comments now?
No, your comment was special
Yeah, as in ’standing by a boulder in the desert’ special…
That’s a nice boulder you have there.
You should see my cactus!
Bill? Yes, I seem to recall a Bill. Isn’t he from Account Temps?
Yeah, that’s him. I hate his fuckin’ guts.
You dumbass, slow down….EER!
Don’t pass the buck.
The buck shops here?
Buck the trend.
Bucking for a promotion.
Oh buck you!
buck off!
I’ll take bestiality for 200 bucks Alex.
Buckaroo Bonzi?
*drives through Starbucks for hot chocolate*
Buck up, camper, you can always get a coffee at Dunkin donuts once Starshmucks closes.
I have never seen a Dunkin Donuts in AR
Bend over and…..nah, I can’t say it.
Now I know you’re living in hades!
wait, doe nuts?
Doe nut holes?
*swashbuckles*
I will not parry your blows.
*drops buckler*
*buckles at the knees*
*still patiently waiting for Buckaroo Bonzai II*
I think they ran out of dimensions.
bhum, bhum, bhum, bhum,
you … are … multidimensional
Buckaroo Banzai: There they are.
Perfect Tommy: There who are?
Buckaroo Banzai: Don’t you see them?
New Jersey: See who?
[Buckaroo points at the Lectroids]
Buckaroo Banzai: There! Evil PURE AND SIMPLE by way of the Eighth Dimension!
Yeah, I think Lithgow is actually an alien by now, it would be awesome.
Lithium is the third element in the periodic table from the sun across the 8th dimension. It’s good for relieving my … manic depression.
Manic depression is a son of a bitch.
Hear, hear.
Bucky Balls?
Buckminister Furry?
Geodesic voles
Icosidodecavolarian.
Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.?
If you can do that, that’s a fucking win. If the pic is real. Those of you who have never tried to lift a dead deer shoot one and try it. If its not season then shoot it, lift it and leave it. I wouldn’t try to get it on your back.
Is it necessary to shoot it? Can’t we just taze it and lift it? Or even hypnotize?
Dude, don’t TAZE ME DUDE!
I’m sorry, this is full of WIN.
oh deer.
A sign o’ the times? He’s just visited the Roadkill Cafe, and is taking some venison home to the fourteen little ones waiting at the trailer for food? There’s nothing wrong with visiting Nature’s Icebox, is there?
No no no. You have it wrong. His date got too drunk to ride her own bike home so he is carrying her on his shoulders.
Oh, right, I forgot you’re in Arkansas. The norm for the locals there, eh?
venisonarians
Venisonaries.
Te(d Nugent)sla?
Mountain man win!
Balancing win?
No wait…
Sustainable transport win!
(Sustainable leisure activity… Jury’s still out)
Training for the Deer de France?
*gets fiddle*
Oh, play me some mountain music, like grandma and grandpa used to play.
You sher got a purdy mouth.
I didn’t know purdy mouths were a Jeopardy category… what do I win if I get the question right?
A spittoon and a bottle of mouthwash.
Road kill-WIN
Hunter: Win.
Failblogger: Fail.
Oh deer-ly beloved.
We are hunters and gatherers here today…
To join in hole-y taxidermy…
which is commended to be honorable among all men and wildlife; and therefore – is not by any – to be entered into unadvisedly or lightly – but reverently, discreetly, advisedly and solemnly. Into this holy estate this person and deer present now come to be joined. If any person can show just cause why they may not be joined together – let them speak now or forever hold their hairpeace.
Do you, a deer, a female deer, take this man to be your awfully balanced husband?
“I doe”
Then I now pronounce you to be Hunter and White-tail.
You may now kill the bride.
“Son, she’s no lady, she’s your deer wife.”
.
(clicky name lyrics related)
You may cook the bride
Oh deer-ly departed …
Yea, though I gambol through the shadow of the valley of death, I
shall fear no bullet…
Bambi’s mom should have been shriven so. *cries*
…to pay tribute to our deer friend, Ann Taster.
Where is the fail?
It’s up there ^ , fourth door on the left.
Where is the love?
I gotchor love right heeya! *makes obscene hand gesture pointing to naughty bits*
*squints* Why is it bubbling?
With the price of meat nowadays, looks like a WIN to me. Looks cold enough (see the snow on the ground) to keep the meat for a day or two without excessive decomposition.
Then again, my unemployment checks just ran out. You morons should have bought American when we still made something here.
Well, Dan, as a proud union member, I DID buy American. It didn’t help. Maybe you should pass the blame on to the corporate a-holes that moved the jobs to Mexico.
budget Santa Claus — you’re doing it wrong
I laughed out loud. (czuhc’s avatar proves it)
I laugh for the both of us, it’s something we have agreed upon.
Looks like a WIN if you ask me!
It probably also looks like date rape to you Jason.
*post sign*
“Anyone caught fondling the dead dear will be prostituted.”
That dear has a load of buckshot in it’s hind quarter.
non-seq: Ry, yer killin me with the new avatar! The come hither look is… well, it just is!
You can call me T-bone in bed *wink*
I didn’t plan on calling you anything in bed… I planned on having my mouth full. *wink*
pɐǝɹ oʇ buıɥʇǝɯos ǝʌɐɥ ll,noʎ os ɹǝʇɐ1 ɹoɟ sı sıɥʇ ‘ʎǝɥ
Your s is backwards in so.
I see your s-backwards and raise you one ʇʇnq .
I see your butt and raise you one.
I used to have a bulldog named T-bone. Can we pick a different name…unless you want me to rub your belly while your on your back that is.
A little lower and to the left.
Pearl belly chain?
i’m guessing there’s a hunting accident around the next corner
when I said “guessing”, I really meant “hoping”
I’m thinking this may be a hunting fail, but a muscle win. How many hunters do you know that can carry a dead deer on their shoulders and ride a bike?
His wife probably weighs as much as that deer, he might be used to heavy lifting.
Tom the P.E.T.A. guy is not gonna be happy about this.
Nor are his children Fred and Dana, but I am sure the Anpu guy will be pleased.
People Eating Tasty Animals….????
Again???
tr;dr
Oh my goodness, for that it was worth it.
I’d say it was a win.
How many people can ride a bike with no hands while balancing a pretty hefty deer on their shoulders?
I am of course speaking in rhetoric and none of you should answer.
Here in Arkansas it is a known number. It is on the same page as State Flower, State Bird and State Hunters That Can Balance A Pretty Hefty Deer On Their Shoulders.
HEFTY HEFTY HEFTY!
“speaking in rhetoric”…??
*clutches sides*
I am of course speaking in allocution, and all of you should be shocked.
I am of course speaking in oration, and giving you all a good licking.
I am of course speaking in harangue, and getting you all whipped up.
I am of course speaking in utterances, trying to cow you all with my wit.
I am of course speaking in discourse, so you can follow what I say.
I am of course speaking in address, so you will know where I live.
I am of course speaking in tongues, so I may ring your bells.
I am, of course, speaking in the oral tradition, so I may reciprocate.
I am, of course, speaking in sermon, for a fine jewel needs a mount.
I am, of course, speaking in lecture, in order to instruct and delight.
I am of course not going to speak of not speaking in apophasis, for y’all are giving me a fit.
(a fit of pleasure, that is — I found this a delightfully deft string of associations)
Hunting IS fail. Find something else to do.
Hmm, I’m not sure I agree with you. Tell you what, I’ll give you a one-minute head start before I start shooting. Ready, go!
LB, I’m not cleaning that. They smell worse on the inside than they do on the outside.
Amen, brother, AMEN.
I hope it’s not a gut shot!
Is that what deer f*ckers call the money shot?
Lunchbox, that a most dangerous game you’re playing there.
Thank you! I was trying so hard to rememeber the name of that story and it was driving me nuts.
Series 7:the Contenders…highly recommended for your watching pleasure.
I agree with you!
Actually it’s a Hunting WIN, and a Transporting FAIL
He should have called Jason Statham!
Yum, now that’s a buck I would like to get in my sights.
Sustainable Human Power Transport WIN +Balance +Determination +Endurance= Extra Epic WIN.
Sorry but this doesn’t look like a fail, the guy shot and killed the deer. Some people just don’t have cars or cannot afford to drive them, this guy must be really strong. I’d call this a win
Just think, saving money on food and gas.
What have you done with Christopher? Is he OK? What’s the ransom?
I would agree it is definitely a win. I hit one the other day. This guy definitely is good but lacks a smart mode of transportation
This reminds me of a page in “One Fish Two Fish”…
Look what we found in the park, in the dark!
We’ll take him home and name him Clark
He will stay with us, he will grow and grow
Will our mother like this? We don’t know!!
You know…I think this is more of a win….I mean…no hands AND carrying a deer on a bike that you are actually riding? Thats impressive to me…though I wonder what happened to his auto
o_O
The fail here is assuming it’s about hunting. This is an old Southern rite of passage for boys, akin to Native Americans having to pass a trial before becoming a man. If you can ride your bike for a mile and carry a deer over your shoulders through the whole ride, you are now a man and can go drinking in the woods and have sex with women outside of your family.
Im not so familiar with Southern rites…Before proving to be able to carry a deer driving a bike for a mile, one has to have sex with women of its own family? Gross!
You don’t have to have sex with a relative per se, but you aren’t allowed to have sex with a non-relative until you pass the trials of being a man. You will NOT embarrass the family by performing before you are a man.
What if after passing the trials it turns out you actually are a woman?
Then you’re screwed.
Maw, do I have to? Sister and I are making good money from our web site! even more than you make selling your used panties!
That is not a web site, it is a manure stall.
And why are we the only rednecks livin’ in Japan, maw? All them salarymen buyin’ yer unmentionables…
Honestly, it is more sporting to bring the deer back on a bike than in the bed of your pickup. I am actually impressed at his resourcefulness.
He shot it with a slingshot too!
This is a WIN not a fail
Maw, do I have to? Sister and I are making good money from our web site!
It’s roadkill that he found on his daily dumpster diving tour.
This man should be honored.
Exactly, he’s a recycling genius!
You might be a redneck if…
if he gets home safe i’d call this a WIN
total win! I mean eating wild meat instead of hormone filled farmed meat and using an alternaitive transportation this guy is a total granola win! Way to go hippy hunter guy.
Though ten to one says he’s on the bike because he lost his lisence over a DUI.
This!!
WTF you´re absolutely right – i do not understand why this should be a fail – this man is preparing for the coming economy collapse: independent and self sustainig. the “fail-blog” begins below the picture – the comments
This is noot a fail, his very smart
that is no fail.
Because it’s a deer and not a duck?
No, because it’s wabbit season.
*BANG*
I wish you wabbits would make up youw minds, it’s awfuwwy confusing figuwing out what season it is…
Levi brings home dinner for Bristol and baby…
I giggled and woke up my dog. Now he wants to play. Thanks.
Is that what you’re calling it now?
here katy katy katy
Two thoughts hit me when seeing this one:
1. It’s an environmental hunter!
2. Bubba realized that with today’s sour economy he couldn’t afford bullets for his hunting rifle *AND* gas for the truck …
Bubba’s a keeper, he has his priorities in order.
…so he put the bullets in his truck?
I downloaded this picture in 1998. Also it’s not a hunting fail if the deer is clearly dead.
Didntya meanta say: “I downloaded dis picture in 1998. Also it’s not a huntin fail if`n da deer is clyearly did.”
A clearly disagreeable reinterpretation.
both stupid and mean
it really makes you wonder why people like Christopher need to try to make the world uglier
How is this a fail? He’s wearing the proper plaid shirt….?
That isn’t necesarily a fail – do you see a gun anywhere?
Assuming that it isn’t road kill, then that guy has killed a deer with his bare hands as a side thought during his bike ride.
If it’s road kill, then I guess it’s a dignity fail and a frugality win.
err… rambo-win, eh???
WHY!!!!!!!!!
Just wondering how he picks up women. Quite primitively, one would assume…
Pretty easily, if they don’t weigh more than the deer.
I’d say this is a hunting WIN, but a scarf FAIL.
I say this is a definate WIN, clearly a type-o
negative or positive?
(O-negative is the universal donor)
Definately! But lucas’s blood is not gonna work, he’s got the dreaded retard gene. I say use the deer’s, it’s probably a better bet.
I don’t know, dilly. I’m kinda in awe of someone who can misspell “typo”. I mean, that might just be the answer for keeping the Large Hadron Collider from collapsing the universe on itself. I say let’s cross the proton blood streams.
I check on the LHC everyday, IF i wake up it’s still broken
That’s good thinking. Though it must mean something that on this date in our own galaxy a young master Keyboarder made a typo out of “typo”.
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(Keep using the Force, Lucas.)
“Search your feelings Lucas… .. that guy on his bike carrying the deer IS your father… “
“On this date” – what about our last date, what was that, chopped liver?
Yours, I suspect.
…. SOMEBODY’S gonna need a chiropractor, thanks to all that dead weight.
hi..
nice picture you got there..
Fail? More like Man-Win.
Lets see you mofos kill a deer then track it home on a bike
no u cum long time gai
I recon trackin is b4 yew actually git da deer.
*cries*
this is a total win wth hes taking it home will make a campfire and eat it like a
hmmmm…..
ehhhh……
stoneage guy thing cavemen……im not from england
just an asshole can kill an animal for “pleasure”
Mmm, yummy meat!
Eat yourself. Leave the animals alone. You’re made out of meat too….so enjoy! At least you can consent.
LOL, hey a guy has gotta eat right? LOL
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Sad day when a hunter has to use a bike to take home his kill. Forget joe the plumber joe bob the hunter needs rescuing. Hell hows a man supposed to support his family with no truck or ammunition to his rifle. never thought the greatest country in the world would have to go stonage. Leave it up to us good ol’ boys to save the country lol
Japan?
I think you’ve been checking joe bob’s plumbing. Who’s going to rescue you?
P.s. Its only gay if you push back
and you are only ignorant and unkind if you choose to be
as above.
I get it. Deers are training humans to do tricks, nice.
The deer just didn’t jump high enough, and the guy didn’t duck far enough.
“HUNTING” ?
this has NOTHING to do with hunting – THAT’S ROAD KILL BABY!
LOL what a douche!
I don’t see him carrying a gun…maybe he just found it.
Win
Looks like he knows Dr Shakalu.
OH MY GOSH! I grew up 5 blocks from where this picture was taken. Who would have thought fail blog would recognize my home town! I’m so proud! I would like to thank Moraska for all those DUIs that made this image possible.
Just another hunter, who has lost his drivers liecense
Stolen deer!!
How is that a fail? Until (and unless) he falls down accidentally sticking his head into the deer’s ass, this is a pure WIN.
i think “falling” and sticking your whole head up a deer’s ass would be quite a good trick so its a win for me too
that’s the incorrect way to transport a deer, one should always tie the front and back legs together and wear it like a back pack.
or blow into the deer’s left rear hoof and play it like a bagpipe…
its a catchy tune, everyone will be whistling it tomorrow
Backpack? I thought it was a scarf.
u are clearly reatarded and think with your head up ur ass
Um, technically that’s a hunting win
Dude, i don’t care what anyone says. Taking out a deer, getting it in a firemans cary and taking in home on a bike. Thats a friggn win in my book.
I’d be really impressed if he were riding a unicycle.
This is more like a win. Only a badass goes out and kills a dear, then rides home with it on a bike. That deer’s probably 60 kg.
definite win
If he’s successfully carrying that deer on purpose, I’d say it’s a win.
This looks more like a win to me.
read Gary Paulson – Guts (the author of hatchet). he tells a story of how when he was young, he would hunt on the weekend. he scored a huge buck with his bow, but it was too heavy to get home. he camped the whole weekend, dragging it, eating it, dragging it, eating, until it was light enough to put on his bike and walk home. he made it back in time for school on monday
I work at a local gas station im Wisconsin and this happened there too. I actually know the guy that carried it on his 12 speed….. {queues the redneck music banjo music} Yeah alot of strange folks in menomonie lol.
I would call that a WIN.
He’s gonna have a great dinner!!
Dude, I see this as a TOTAL win.
Man, this is EPIC WIN.
A man goes in a forest, kills a deer and carries it back home on his shoulders…
add a BIKE!
He balances himself and a carcass on a bike…
The only thing left to make this a complete- no doubt- EPIC WIN to me is when he gets home, cleans the carcass and uses every part, venison steaks and everything. He may be crazy, and that may not work for long peddling on that bike, but I don’t say Fail, I say “Mofo’s got guts”
so what if some of them are on him?
Actually I think this is a win…a deer would be a hard thing to balance on your shoulders while riding a bike….
Leave the man and his deer coat alone.
that is awsome!
This pic is with out a doubt real. He lives in the town next to me and has done this the past few years. He also has a big ass log he puts over his shoulders and wraps chains around it. Then walks around town, I have seen him in person doing this. Friends of mine ask him why he does it, he said for exercise.
I LIVE IN THIS TOWN!!
I LIVE IN THIS TOWN!! this makes me feel good about being a yooper…=(
Pretty impressive really.
That’s actually pretty impressive. I doubt that I could ride a bicycle while carrying a dead deer. Those things are heavy.
A WIN!!! this is freaking awesome….
u see a deer while riding up in the mountains and u kill it…HELLz YA…but i wonder how he killed it..probably an assault lmao