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Someone on a Facebook group: "Hail the Queen of May and Rutting Stag!"
Me, to myself and definitely not posting a comment in response: "Look, I get what you're going for, but deer mate in the autumn..."
Me, to myself and definitely not posting a comment in response: "Look, I get what you're going for, but deer mate in the autumn..."
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Other stuff does not bug me as much as that, for some reason.
If the deer are sacred to you, how come you don't know when they rut?
(-same thing happened to me, reading 'Mists of Avalon'--)-