Zombie deer, is that a thing? Unfortunately it is not. I wish it was. Once that laughable apocalypse descended upon us I’d sit on a roof with a cooler full of cold ones and watch as vociferous rednecks roamed the streets, offing flesh hungry Bambis in the most unnecessary and awesome of ways. I’ve always wanted to see what a Dukes of Hazard dynamite arrow would do to a buck. Hell I’d probably take a few pot shots myself, and laugh as PETA members foolishly defended their woodland brethren, only to be eaten alive by the ungrateful, undead forest rats. Good times.
However, this was not a zombie deer, it was just a deer this idiot who hunted it failed to kill, and realized he failed to kill, but still stood right over it anyway. Smooth move, dipshit. Enjoy this massive hunting fail, gents.