This document discusses a character named Mona Lisa describing a scenario where a deer is shot and killed while drinking from a brook. Mona Lisa argues that if a deer was shot, it would not care what kind of pants the person who shot it was wearing, as it would be dead with its brains and head blown apart.
This document discusses a character named Mona Lisa describing a scenario where a deer is shot and killed while drinking from a brook. Mona Lisa argues that if a deer was shot, it would not care what kind of pants the person who shot it was wearing, as it would be dead with its brains and head blown apart.
This document discusses a character named Mona Lisa describing a scenario where a deer is shot and killed while drinking from a brook. Mona Lisa argues that if a deer was shot, it would not care what kind of pants the person who shot it was wearing, as it would be dead with its brains and head blown apart.
MONA LISA: A sweet, innocent, harmless, leaf-eating, doe-eyed little deer.
… Imagine you’re a deer. You’re prancing along, you get thirsty, you spot a little brook, you put your little deer lips down to the cool clear water… BAM! A fucking bullet rips off part of your head! Your brains are laying on the ground in little bloody pieces! Now I ask ya. Would you give a fuck what kind of pants the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing?