Saturday, October 23, 2004

Deer Dept. of Transportation


Winner of the "It's not my job" award!


On my daily travels across my wonderful state, I have occasion to view dead animals on the side of the road. These occasions have been quite frequent lately, and in the past month I have viewed nine (yes nine) smushed deer on a 12 mile stretch of highway. They have all been in various states of decomposition and were well strewn about over the 12 miles. Upon passing, I thought "I feel sorry for the poor jerk that has to ride up to all these rotting carcasses and has to haul them away. What a lousy job".



Bambi escapes getting squashed during rush hour


Well, the sympathy was wasted, since no one has picked them up. As of this past Friday, all of the dead deer are still there, though a little less obvious since there are now flat crumpled deer skins with various bones and ribs being bleached by the sun now on that same 12 mile stretch.

Here's the part where I start soundling like an old fart:

Of all the money that goes into the Department of Transportation, you'd think that they'd want to give passers through our Garden State a better impression than seeing maggots falling out the ass of dead deer for 12 miles on Rt. 287. Sorry to be so indelicate but it's the truth. What the heck!?

So with the plastic bottles, paper, shoes and other garbage that lies along Interstate 287, we now have full rotted deer carcasses, skulls and ribs for the visitors to oggle at.

Gee I wonder why the rest of the country thinks NJ is an armpit. Maybe we should ask this little weasle (NJ DOT Commissioner who by the way makes $157,000 a year):



And if my Governer wasn't so busy spending this states taxes on person functions like:

- Taking his entire extended family to Ireland for a family reunion in 2003
- Taking a trip to Israel to see his GAY LOVER
- Appointing his GAY LOVER as the Homeland Security Commissioner and paying him over $110,000 a year

I can certainly see why the bloated maggot filled deer on our roads is such a low priority.


James E. McGreevy's lover Golan Cipel. If he would just leave the Governor alone, McGreevy may have noticed there are ROTTING CORPSES ON NJ's HIGHWAYS!!!


Where PETA when you need them? Hey, PETA, stop throwing blood on women with furs and get the dead deer off the streets.

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