Doctor: Inside of you are two wolves.
Patient: …You mean lungs?
Doctor: (looking at x-ray again) You know what…
You remember those Orcs in Lord of the Rings?
“Looks like meat’s back on the menu, boys!”
This implies that there are restaurants in Mordor.
You need reservations, though.
One does not simply walk in.
Nicely done! Love the shout-out to Emily Litella.
West of Crown Point, U.S. 231 (not a major highway, it’s one lane in each direction) goes directly through an enormous golf course surrounded by golf-course-type homes with fancy landscaping, so it’s an obvious draw for deer. It’s not like they’re crossing in front of City Hall or something.
I think what’s funny is the writer’s (possibly joking) implication that moving the deer crossing sign somewhere else would make the deer cross there instead.
Oh, don’t worry, I got the joke! I just thought that it was even funnier because it’s actually human choices that have made that spot so deer-attractive (if you see what I mean).
