Today I saw a bull. A deer, and I assume that the male deer is a bull. So I saw him, and it reminded me of where I want to live: Alaska. There are moose up there, and I here they are not very nice.
He rammed his against the opposing forces. The deer that wanted to takle his mate. So many people doubted a deer’s life and loves but it is aas real as any other. They are soul mates and this opposing deer will either kill him or be killed. No one will have his mate.
Antlers make me think of the wildlife i encountered on a trip overseas. The animals were different, the land was different and so were the people. I was constantly amazed. I wish i could get that feeling back, even when i’m just at home…i felt alive….
He uses antlers in all of his decorating, that fool. As if mounting the trophies of kills past would make him seem any less of a cretin than his was. As if displaying his ability to shoot and destroy made him grand, made him wonderful. He thought his displays of masculinity would make him appealing, and, regarding the shallow, he was correct. The one he wanted, though, she was anything but.
Dears have antlers and they are pretty cool. my uncle had antlers in his house, they freaked me out, i don’t like him, he kills animals and is rich and gives nothing to anyone. moose have antlers, my friend thinks she is a moose, thats kind of weird but hey!
A deer shows up in my back yard, antlers that reach for the sky. He nods his head and continues on with his day. I welcome the advice this deer has given me and go on with mine.
man i wish i had antlers!! then i can stab people and make it look like an accident! I wonder if will feel like wood on my head or if the bone will hurt my brain though.lol
Deer have antlers, moose have antlers, other stuff have antlers. People mount antlers on their walls after they’ve killed a something, which is something I don’t really get.
I walk to the nearest woods to find a place to relax from all the sarcasm that filled the world. It was the time to leave everyone and find somewhere with no worries. I felt like evryone was filled with antlers on thier heads judging the world, worried about life and having no faith.
there is a dizzyness that comes at christmastime. could it be the fake furry antlers we are forced to wear as donaldsons. could be. whatever the reason i understand why edward would prefer no to come by.
hang your laundry and dry those clothes while moving around to eat the grass which needs to be mowed while poking holes in the paper to use for the fair. Oh where did I hide those antlers oh where can they be? I need them to help me.
Antlers. They’ve legit become the sign of hipsterhood. I like them and I don’t care if something is ‘hipster’ or not. If it’s cute, I’m gonna wear it. Call me whatever you want. I’ve got an elephant bracelet on right now, bitches. Yeah. Antlers. They’re cool though. I can dig it.
Reindeer and Santa fly across the sky, bringing happiness and goodies to tiny children with dreams and goals as they sleep and dream of candy canes and chocolate chip cookies with milk that will disappear that night. Parents will reject the thought, but they really aren’t the only ones bringing presents, and those mystery gifts really aren’t from your grandmother; so dream and believe, and picture those little reindeer clomping their hooves and standing proudly with gleaming antlers shining in the night.
She was lying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling- her thinking time. “I Don’t Want Love” by The Antlers was playing in the background. He was so forlorn, the singer, she wondered what could make anyone feel that way. To not want the butterflies when they smiled at you, the fireworks that came with that first kiss, how was it possible to not want love? She’d never known love, and honestly didn’t expect to. Maybe she had it all wrong. Was it the inevitable heartbreak he was scared of? Maybe he’d seen too much to expect anything less.
antlers go on deer. kevin when on a turkey hunt once and instead, video taped a deer for like an hour. kevins friend natalie is dating clint and clint cuts up deer for a living. I am not sure what else to say about deer.
The creature moved through the woods, each foot step leaving ash in the wake of its hooves. And where the tips of its arching antlers brushed the over hanging leaves, flickers of flame licked upwards, eating into the canopy of trees.
He saw them peeking from atop the bushes. His hopes high and his arrow in place; he didnt think, he just fired. One,Two,THREE. Straight through the heart. How could he kill an animal so pure? If someone shoots you through the heart, do you ever stop loving? Or does love live forever?
As the hunter looked across the room at his collection of trophies he couldn’t help but pause when he saw the Antlers, they were huge, 15ft in diameter, and had belonged to the creature that had put up the fight of its life one cold morning 27 years ago. In his winter years he had begun to doubt himself, to question whether the time he had dedicated to his craft had been fruitful… been worth it.
As the hunter looked across the room at his collection of trophies he couldn’t help but pause when he saw the Antlers, they were huge, 15ft in diameter, and had belonged to the creature that had put up the fight of its life. In his winter years he had begun to doubt himself, to question whether the years he had dedicated to his craft had been fruitful… been worth it.
I was sitting on a rock that was on the edge of my camp site, drinking a cup of tea I had warmed over the fire, but that wasn’t very good. I had gotten it from some hippie on the way there, he also had some weird Moose antlers that he had painted to look like a very awkward mustache. ‘He’s crazy’ was all I could think, but then in the back of my mind was also the image of an antler-less moose.
They reside on the tops of deer, elk, caribou, moose, goats too I believe. They can also be used to describe tree limbs/branches. they can be immensely graceful.
Antlers are possibly the oddest things on this planet. I mean, really. What inspired God to create such animals with stick looking things on their heads? Maybe he was inspired by trees. They are like branches after all. So maybe they’re just a different type of beautiful.
The antlers protrude from the bushes like the extension of a third limb. They’re staring at my eyes for reasons I’m not entirely sure of. As soon as the bushes start to tremble it comes lunging after me. A giant hairy man-like being rushing at me, screaming and ravaging like the wild beast it is…..Never underestimate the powers fo the great Moose-Headed Bigfoot.
The antlers on the world’s tackiest Christmas sweatshirt weren’t only faux leather, they were dotted with rubber grommets through which tiny colored lights poked through the material from their string running behind the sweatshirt to a tiny battery pack.
All I remember was this 1983 Caprice Classic station wagon with wooden panels on its side and three of the four hub caps missing heading for me with what appeared to be horns…antlers if you will, attached to the front of the car.
When I tried to get out of the way my ______ was pricked and my _______ were ripped from my ______.
are on the moose and like. Make ugly pictures beautiful. Can hold strength and sensitivity. Create beauty where none was. Help defend lands. Make ancient tools. All sorts of resourceful things come from it.
antlers like the antlers that I’m thinking about when you say antlers or the other antlers that are more like those specific things. ……well which ones?
We didn’t know what to do with them: golden antlers, huge, gleaming, unreal. There was no way they could be from anything Earthly, anything remotely terrestrial.
Antlers are fuzzy, I noticed as I walked into his house. It was quite an odd house. Filled to the brim with dead eyes that stared out as guests walked through the front door. Unnerving really.
deers have them. harry potters dad.
Today I saw a bull. A deer, and I assume that the male deer is a bull. So I saw him, and it reminded me of where I want to live: Alaska. There are moose up there, and I here they are not very nice.
He rammed his against the opposing forces. The deer that wanted to takle his mate. So many people doubted a deer’s life and loves but it is aas real as any other. They are soul mates and this opposing deer will either kill him or be killed. No one will have his mate.
Antlers make me think of the wildlife i encountered on a trip overseas. The animals were different, the land was different and so were the people. I was constantly amazed. I wish i could get that feeling back, even when i’m just at home…i felt alive….
He uses antlers in all of his decorating, that fool. As if mounting the trophies of kills past would make him seem any less of a cretin than his was. As if displaying his ability to shoot and destroy made him grand, made him wonderful. He thought his displays of masculinity would make him appealing, and, regarding the shallow, he was correct. The one he wanted, though, she was anything but.
Dears have antlers and they are pretty cool. my uncle had antlers in his house, they freaked me out, i don’t like him, he kills animals and is rich and gives nothing to anyone. moose have antlers, my friend thinks she is a moose, thats kind of weird but hey!
A deer shows up in my back yard, antlers that reach for the sky. He nods his head and continues on with his day. I welcome the advice this deer has given me and go on with mine.
man i wish i had antlers!! then i can stab people and make it look like an accident! I wonder if will feel like wood on my head or if the bone will hurt my brain though.lol
Deer have antlers, moose have antlers, other stuff have antlers. People mount antlers on their walls after they’ve killed a something, which is something I don’t really get.
I walk to the nearest woods to find a place to relax from all the sarcasm that filled the world. It was the time to leave everyone and find somewhere with no worries. I felt like evryone was filled with antlers on thier heads judging the world, worried about life and having no faith.
No. I’m not writing about antlers today. :) I did see a deer on my 4 mile jog today, though it was a doe.
there is a dizzyness that comes at christmastime. could it be the fake furry antlers we are forced to wear as donaldsons. could be. whatever the reason i understand why edward would prefer no to come by.
hang your laundry and dry those clothes while moving around to eat the grass which needs to be mowed while poking holes in the paper to use for the fair. Oh where did I hide those antlers oh where can they be? I need them to help me.
Antlers. They’ve legit become the sign of hipsterhood. I like them and I don’t care if something is ‘hipster’ or not. If it’s cute, I’m gonna wear it. Call me whatever you want. I’ve got an elephant bracelet on right now, bitches. Yeah. Antlers. They’re cool though. I can dig it.
Reindeer and Santa fly across the sky, bringing happiness and goodies to tiny children with dreams and goals as they sleep and dream of candy canes and chocolate chip cookies with milk that will disappear that night. Parents will reject the thought, but they really aren’t the only ones bringing presents, and those mystery gifts really aren’t from your grandmother; so dream and believe, and picture those little reindeer clomping their hooves and standing proudly with gleaming antlers shining in the night.
deer and gazelle
hunting lodges
age
wisdom
weapons
distinctive
rough
large
bone
She was lying on her bed, staring up at the ceiling- her thinking time. “I Don’t Want Love” by The Antlers was playing in the background. He was so forlorn, the singer, she wondered what could make anyone feel that way. To not want the butterflies when they smiled at you, the fireworks that came with that first kiss, how was it possible to not want love? She’d never known love, and honestly didn’t expect to. Maybe she had it all wrong. Was it the inevitable heartbreak he was scared of? Maybe he’d seen too much to expect anything less.
antlers go on deer. kevin when on a turkey hunt once and instead, video taped a deer for like an hour. kevins friend natalie is dating clint and clint cuts up deer for a living. I am not sure what else to say about deer.
Antlers are the things on top of a raindeer’s head. They help admirers identify the animal.
At first I didn’t know what the word was, until I sounded the word out.
The swords of the animal kingdom
now resting as the chair
of some petty lord
who doesn’t know the way they were
when they were worn by something nobler than he
and when they flashed
red with spilt blood
and when they fell
with their lord’s death.
The creature moved through the woods, each foot step leaving ash in the wake of its hooves. And where the tips of its arching antlers brushed the over hanging leaves, flickers of flame licked upwards, eating into the canopy of trees.
deer in the night, cars golden lights. old hunting lodge, like twin peaks. Hung above the fire place, woody and brown. Strong, savage, proud,
Antlers? Like the ones on moose and reindeers (that don’t actually exist)?
They are pretty useful for headbutting and self defense.
He saw them peeking from atop the bushes. His hopes high and his arrow in place; he didnt think, he just fired. One,Two,THREE. Straight through the heart. How could he kill an animal so pure? If someone shoots you through the heart, do you ever stop loving? Or does love live forever?
All I saw were the antlers. They were getting closer and closer. Then everything went black. I woke up in the hospital. All I saw was you.
As the hunter looked across the room at his collection of trophies he couldn’t help but pause when he saw the Antlers, they were huge, 15ft in diameter, and had belonged to the creature that had put up the fight of its life one cold morning 27 years ago. In his winter years he had begun to doubt himself, to question whether the time he had dedicated to his craft had been fruitful… been worth it.
As the hunter looked across the room at his collection of trophies he couldn’t help but pause when he saw the Antlers, they were huge, 15ft in diameter, and had belonged to the creature that had put up the fight of its life. In his winter years he had begun to doubt himself, to question whether the years he had dedicated to his craft had been fruitful… been worth it.
Deer in headlights.
I was sitting on a rock that was on the edge of my camp site, drinking a cup of tea I had warmed over the fire, but that wasn’t very good. I had gotten it from some hippie on the way there, he also had some weird Moose antlers that he had painted to look like a very awkward mustache. ‘He’s crazy’ was all I could think, but then in the back of my mind was also the image of an antler-less moose.
They reside on the tops of deer, elk, caribou, moose, goats too I believe. They can also be used to describe tree limbs/branches. they can be immensely graceful.
Antlers are possibly the oddest things on this planet. I mean, really. What inspired God to create such animals with stick looking things on their heads? Maybe he was inspired by trees. They are like branches after all. So maybe they’re just a different type of beautiful.
trophy dear hunting fall. reminds me of my dads basement. dear hunting in pa.
The antlers protrude from the bushes like the extension of a third limb. They’re staring at my eyes for reasons I’m not entirely sure of. As soon as the bushes start to tremble it comes lunging after me. A giant hairy man-like being rushing at me, screaming and ravaging like the wild beast it is…..Never underestimate the powers fo the great Moose-Headed Bigfoot.
The antlers on the world’s tackiest Christmas sweatshirt weren’t only faux leather, they were dotted with rubber grommets through which tiny colored lights poked through the material from their string running behind the sweatshirt to a tiny battery pack.
All I remember was this 1983 Caprice Classic station wagon with wooden panels on its side and three of the four hub caps missing heading for me with what appeared to be horns…antlers if you will, attached to the front of the car.
When I tried to get out of the way my ______ was pricked and my _______ were ripped from my ______.
That’s all I remember.
are on the moose and like. Make ugly pictures beautiful. Can hold strength and sensitivity. Create beauty where none was. Help defend lands. Make ancient tools. All sorts of resourceful things come from it.
Antlers are like feathers are for peacocks, but made from bone and calcium. Kinda gross if you think about it, kind of cool and regal if you don’t.
antlers like the antlers that I’m thinking about when you say antlers or the other antlers that are more like those specific things. ……well which ones?
We didn’t know what to do with them: golden antlers, huge, gleaming, unreal. There was no way they could be from anything Earthly, anything remotely terrestrial.
Antlers are fuzzy, I noticed as I walked into his house. It was quite an odd house. Filled to the brim with dead eyes that stared out as guests walked through the front door. Unnerving really.