My father, the deer hunter, loved to travel. I still remember his advice. “Go to Venice, son.“
Deer Valentine: today, let’s have a hart to hart. I’ll spend lots of doe on you, and we can have some fawn.
What did the deer say to the sheep? “I’m very faun of ewe.“
Liquefied deer make great faun’d ooze.
Which animals like to get drunk? Caribous. They love elkohol, they gazelle it down; especially Moosehead. There’s nothing quite like an ice cold deer.
Brigadiers like imprisoning Bambi?