Lot's wife: *is transformed into a pillar of salt*
Deer watching nearby: oh fuck yeah
Deer watching nearby: oh fuck yeah
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Ya, gross.
But satisfied the cravings.
other deer: how much?
Lot: "WTF are you doing, you dumb deer? SHOO! Get away from my wife!"
Deer: [bolts]
Lot: [humming, he takes a box of novelty-sized champagne coupes off a wagon loaded down with a block of ice, and carboys labeled 'margarita mix', 'tequiila' & 'triple sec.']
"It's tourist season again, Dear."