Southern Scene: Deer Rear

On the way home from my cousin’s house in North Florida, we ran across this baby. It just watched and waited for us to move on, keeping its derrière aimed at us the entire time. What could be running through that brain? Feel free to add your thoughts in the comments.

Do you mind?”

Stop staring at my buttPervert.”

Do you have any corn?”

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