Last year, we caught ten 'possums inside the house raiding the cats' food. Wayne got very good at herding them into a cat carrier and transporting them across the street to Grant Park. (No, they did not waddle back to the house. Wayne, being a scientist, was careful to note nose and coat color.)
This young one, not quite fat enough for cooking, is the first of the season. If you'd like to reserve a 'possum for your Thanksgiving dinner, please do so now.
Big Als = Grocery store beef on a grocery store bun.
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Your mom loves them, so there's that.
Yeah Big Al judging by your online reviews, your Buttermade burgers SUCK.
I won fair and square. Don't be jealous, my burger is simply THE BEST.