Deer 1: Do you think they'd mind if we drove this baby down the freeway?
Deer 2: Uh, yeah.
Deer 1: Why?
Deer 2: I don't know, maybe because we're freaking deer and we have dead humans laying on the front trunk! Ever think of that!
Deer 1: Aw, you worry too much! C'mon!
*They cruise down the highway. A police car pulls them over.*
Deer 2: You idiot! I told you this was a terrible idea! Now we're probably gonna get skinned, and flayed, and have our eyes replaced with giant marbles, and...and...
Policeman: Excuse me, Mr?
Deer 1: ...Yes?
Policeman: Are you aware that your liscence plate expired in the 1800s?
Deer 1: Oh, uh......my bad?
Policeman: I'll let you off on a warning, but just this once.
Deer 1: Um, okay. Thanks!
*Policeman gets in squad car and drives off. Deer look at each other.*