Margo and the Deer

I keep hearing that "So long sweet summer " song in my head by Dashboard Confessionals. Listening to that song im sitting here thinking of this summer and what it has meant to our lives. I'm pretty sure we have found out, that its not smart to hang out with girls that have boyfriends and girls we have no interest in, but for some reason date. I'm going to miss the poolside meetings that have made their place for body oil and short shorts ( Guys and Girls). I always feel that summer is unconsiciously a time to prepare for who you will be in the year to come. For some reason, I had to learn a few lessons that I hope will never come back ever again. Well I was going to talk more about this past summer, but we all know that this summer will always be covered and remembered as the summer of Margo and the deer! I hit a dead deer on the road, and it smelt worse than any possible smell that could ever be dreamt of or thought of. Try taking a poop then taking it out and steaming your shower the best you can, and leave it there for three days, and I'm pretty sure you would never ever get close to how bad that stupid deer smelt. For some reason that smell led me to a small french mistress's house late at night. She must have liked the smell, before I knew it, I was sprawled out on her front lawn. You would have thought she was eating peach cobler by the intesity of her desires. Well I asked to go to the bathroom, and yes I jumped out the window. I ran like Joseph, of course I felt bad and went back and made some dumb lie. The underlying theme is, I made the right choice and got out of there. Well I dont know wh I had to hit that Deer. I am optimistic that Fall will let me know, who knows?