Day 4
Got up this morning, relaxed, made waffles, went down to the store. The evil deer coalition has been temporarily crippled by u.d. (united deer) talks. The dumb bastards foolishly feel that force is harmful to good feelings, and that they can talk me out of my terrorist speciest movement.
Hostile actions have been temporarily halted while the deer send in sympathetic radical cleri...I mean, humans to negotiate, leaving me free to replenish my Al Copperas Cove Army. Renforcements from the league of extraordinarly ordinary (not-so) gentle people continue to arrive daily. I feel good, despite my recent shrapnel injuries from the salt lick incident.
Meanwhile I continue my antideer insurgent activities, by harassing deer police, deernapping, and stockpiling tinfoil and bourbon in mosques.....i mean my bedroom, while claiming that it is a holy site, and therefore off limits to any antihuman operations. I've even got the flamethrower up and running again, carving little antler bits into spare parts. Gotta go now, we're making VBADDs(Vehicle Based Anti Deer Devices.)
Tommorow, Final Showdown.