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[oscarmama]

We're driving along the two-lane rural highway. J. says, "Ooh, see the deer?" in a slightly alarmed voice. Suddenly I notice the deer on the white stripe of the right shoulder. The deer looking across the street with one hoof raised. I brake and swerve.

J. says, "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to make you swerve. There was just a deer in that guy's front yard on the left and I thought you'd be able to look and still drive."

That's a Gettier.