Them's good eating!

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Civilize the mind, but make savage the body.

- Chinese proverb

thank goodness it wasn't a moose

I don't think he could live with himself after hitting a loved one.

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If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went. - Will Rogers

Emery's Third Coast Triathlon | Tri Wisconsin Triathlon Team | Push Endurance | GLWR

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Civilize the mind, but make savage the body.

- Chinese proverb

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Civilize the mind, but make savage the body.

- Chinese proverb

Head over to our neighbourhood. I'll pay you 5 bucks per raccoon you hit. They're easy pickings around here.

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Civilize the mind, but make savage the body.

- Chinese proverb

Maybe Duffy can describe in detail what the raccoon might look like now.

I just post shit here. Feels cathartic.

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How does Danny Hart sit down with balls that big?

Did you kill it outright or just maim it? If the latter, at least grab your tire iron and put it out of its misery.

Coon dick toothpicks

You're going to make me spoil my thread...

I didn't actually hit a raccoon earlier this week, I am just busting Duffy's balls. But I did hit one once and I did not bother to stop. I was driving about 120 kph (~75 mph) at the time. There is no way it survived more than a few seconds.

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How does Danny Hart sit down with balls that big?

Saw a two for one deal driving home on I-95 yesterday. Or at least I assume it was the same car that got both of them. Nice change of pace from the porcupines that seem to routinely get squashed.

Reminds me of a joke that I'll adapt for this.

Blep and TheForge were hunting in the Canadian wilderness when a jealous moose attacked Blep. TheForge called 911 and the conversation went like this.

The Forge: My buddy was attacked by a moose, and I think he's dead.
911: Are you sure he's dead?
The Forge: No, but he's pretty mauled up.
911: Can you make sure that he is dead?

Background sounds: BAM! BAM! BAM!

The Forge: Okay, he is definitely dead now.

Is this the little guy?

Every time I see a dead raccoon on the road I think of something stupid my brother once said after seeing a dead raccoon that cracked me up.

"That's not a very good place to sleep".

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How does Danny Hart sit down with balls that big?

Shoulda skinned it. With your cold ass winters I'm sure you can never have enough hats.

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The secret of a long life is you try not to shorten it.
-Nobody

I've seen that before. Pretty sure it's not real. The car hits it brakes after the guy lands on the roof and and somehow he stays put rather than becoming a forward moving projectile.

Better yet, what is the going rate for the pelt?

My daycare lady's husband goes coon hunting a lot and cashes in on the pelts.

Edit: just checked, average is about $7

who cares!?! Still entertaining and amazing lookin

It doesn't have the same ring when you do it.

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"In the world I see you are stalking elk through the damp canyon forests around the ruins of Rockefeller Center. You'll wear leather clothes that will last you the rest of your life. You'll climb the wrist-thick kudzu vines that wrap the Sears Towers. And when you look down, you'll see tiny figures pounding corn, laying stripes of venison on the empty car pool lane of some abandoned superhighway." T Durden

I ran over an opossum a few months back. Was heading to work late at night, and was stopped at the signal light before turning into the building's parking lot. Saw an opossum run out just in front of the car, but couldn't see over the hood where it went. Light turned green, and I waited a bit and looked around to see if the thing was out of the way. Couldn't see, but assumed that it was gone, since it was dark and I couldn't imagine it just handing around. Started to make the turn, and immediately felt the front wheel roll over something. Sure enough, the next day, there was a dead opossum in the road.

But it was an opossum. Them's nasty creatures.

But such winners, one of the few marsupials to survive and thrive rather than being driven to extinction by placental mammals when the S. and N. American continents joined up.