I live in Fairfax, VA. Zipcode 22031. Look it up. If I threw a rock hard enough, I can almost hit DC. It's not way the hell out in the country. Not redneck-ville or anything. Pretty suburban. Every now and then, you come across something that makes you think your view of your little world has been clouded by some rosy-ass colored glasses. Case in point:

Driving home from work today, I drove past a road-kill dear. Pretty big beast. Not too strange around here (unfortunately), but this one was special. Somebody had taken the time to pull over and surgically remove the fucking head! Who the hell does that? In the suburbs? Is this thing now adorning some fool's living room wall? Sheesh. Just when you think you've seen everything.