Indeed; a particularly peculiar tale, I must say. Don't you think?--

Ah, yes, I can remember that day as if it'were the day of yester; although, 'twas twenty long years ago. I had been in the midst of an excursion to Ireland-- a business trip to increase sales in the European counterpart of our company, the entirety of the venture being under my auspices. I had crept back to my hotel pejoratively late in the evening on the first of the seven nights we resided within the foreign nation, and I was nearly knocked off of my feet to the astonishing happenstance of the exanimate carapace of a deer having been propped up against the toilet in the lavatory. I pondered to myself, inquisitively puzzled as to whomst would have carried out such a horribly indignant and capricious act. Could the cadaver have been there long before I arrived in the country? Could the sodding degenerating mound of flesh and integument have been appointed a stand there as a symbolic caution devised of an unsociable idiolect to me? Could this nonpareil phenomenon be but an apportioned dispensation of a larger, more omnipotent strategem? The sole surety I did comprehend was the fact that this hotel was indubitably a malicious venue, and I would be obliged to depart as soon as possible. I repacked whichever items I had removed from my single resource depository apparatus, checked out of the ominiscuous abode, and drove away to a substitutiatory homestead on the converse end of town. I did not dare explain to the hotel staff on the way out about the "surprise" which had awaited me up in the bedroom, as I was afraid the grinning scoundrels behind the counter may have been culpable for the happening-- a presentiment well-abetted, though at the time I possessed neither the fortitude nor the approbation of integrity to forwardly found their recrimination and inculpation. The adversaries may have been induced by no short act of financial gratuity to dispose of me swiftly, with the utmost expedience-- obfuscation being their passion, inveiglement their trade. After this most incongruous peregrination, our group traveled to the remaining European subdivision locations, and we eventually found ourselves returning home after a week that seemed to be an infinacy. I resumed my life back in New York City, with but naught occurring whatsoever. To this day, I have been unable to formulate a proper surmisation as to what had been intended to happen on that night in Europe, but I do undoubtedly know this much- next time you stay in an Irish hotel, watch out!