I wrote this one myself. (It's better then that redtile disfunction joke)

There was a guy named Shawn and he lived near a really little town in the western plains of Texas. This town was really just a dot along a highway and didn't get much traffic at all. There was one gas station, a diner, and a little dollar store with necessities and household items.

Shawn worked at the store, his first job. Shawn did stocking, and cleaning, and sometimes helped out on the register. It was an easy job and never too busy.

The town was so slow and lazy it was this dollar store's practice to close completely on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving and did not reopen until the following Monday. That meant several days off for Shawn!

One Thanksgiving the store closed up as usual on Wednesday and everybody went home to their families for turkey day. Shawn went fishing with friends on Friday and they drove to Midland on Saturday to visit a few bars. It was a late night and Shawn didn't get to bed until late.

Early Sunday morning the phone rang and Shawn heard his boss's urgent voice: "Shawn I need you up here at the store right away, we've got major problems!"

Groggily Shawn groaned. What could have happened to be so urgent!?

Shawn made his way to work and was astonished with what he saw. The front window was shattered and the store was a disaster. One aisle in particular seemed to have most of the damage. Piles of dishes from the dish section were scattered all over the floor.

There was a terrible stench with blood, guts, and feces everywhere and all over the broken dishes. A large deer lay dead in the middle of the aisle.

Shawn was aghast. What a mess. How did this happen?!

The manager had already assessed the events so he filled Shawn in: "it looks like this deer was smacked by a car on the highway. In his delirium he smashed through the window and went nuts right here in the dish section. Now, it looks like we have
a wrecked aisle dish funk Shawn!"