Well, Rev.Bobert, my friend, it looks as if it's been raining dead dear all along Leesburg Pike here and there. Actually saw one of the deer-departed's carcass' knocked clear ( but not clean ) headless and hoping that the angle of impact of a truck is what did it and *not* some wanna-be deer-hunter who knew immediately what to do when he saw the "easy-pickin's" road-side roadkill oppurtunity of that stone-cold rack and screeched to a pull-over on the road and dutifully lop of the head just to have a trophy for the rec-room.
So y'all are suffering a plague of venison drunsticks are ya?
Sounds like a biblical sign to me.
Can a shower of frogs be far behind. ;-)
BTW: This isn't your way of suggesting that another Bobert & Eve BBQ is coming up is it ? ;-)