I was going through the law enforcement logs today and found the following reported at 6:41 a.m. at the intersection of 435th Avenue and Marina Dell Avenue: “Dead Dear.”
I guess, in the end, it probably wasn’t such a “dear” to whoever hit the poor deer.
Anyway, I take my chuckles where I can get them.
I imagine the dispatchers are typing things up fast and furious and don’t always catch the little typos that some nerd like me will happen upon and find comedic gold. (And anyone who reads my work knows that I have my own grammatical oversights). I am certainly happy when they send laughter my way. Gracias, amigos and amigas!