More Pix For A Laugh

[Marty Ward]

Meanwhile, in Florida......

What animal is that exactly?
Is it some sort of a Badger variant? (it's not a Wolverine)

If you have to ask, it's a cat, like the sign says. And it's free   ;D

What's so bad about Possums (or Possa or whatever)?

Possum pie is some good eats!

[Nefaro]

Opossum

That's only if he's an enemy; otherwise, he's just a possum  ;)

They're ALWAYS an enemy.

I mean... it's basically a massive rat.



I had one of those f***ers get up in my engine compartment and chew down the wires a couple winters ago.  Twice!  I knew the damn thing wouldn't stop.   After getting a trap, like the one in the pic, and baiting it with bread, I caught the evil bastard that same night.  And ended him.



Two in the head and you know they're dead. ™

[besilarius]

The ancient Greeks believed that the gods spoke through the clouds.

[panzerde]

They're ALWAYS an enemy.

I mean... it's basically a massive rat.

Rats at least have some level of intelligence. Possums are just plain stupid. It's only the fact that they're just so damn tough to kill that's allowed the species to survive for hundreds of millions of years.

One night in our first house I kept hearing this banging on the wall separating the garage and the kitchen. Went out and found a possum had somehow climbed up on a bike that was hanging on hooks from the wall, and when he moved, the bike banged against the wall.  I knocked him down and tried to chase him off, but he ran under a car. Scooped him out with a shovel and tried to run him off, and the little bastard hissed at me.

Well, that was it. No lesser mammal gets to hiss at me. Particularly marsupials. I clobbered him six or seven times with the spade. Each smack punctuated by increasingly inventive profanity. Scooped the lifeless corpse up and tossed him down by the street where I figured I'd put him in the trash the next day.

Went out about an hour later to throw him in a can, and...no possum. No blood, no remains, nothing. He'd been faking. Seven smacks to the head from a spade, on concrete, couldn't penetrate his thick skull. That much bone there just can't be a lot of brain in there.

[Tpek]

They're ALWAYS an enemy.

I mean... it's basically a massive rat.

Rats at least have some level of intelligence. Possums are just plain stupid. It's only the fact that they're just so damn tough to kill that's allowed the species to survive for hundreds of millions of years.

One night in our first house I kept hearing this banging on the wall separating the garage and the kitchen. Went out and found a possum had somehow climbed up on a bike that was hanging on hooks from the wall, and when he moved, the bike banged against the wall.  I knocked him down and tried to chase him off, but he ran under a car. Scooped him out with a shovel and tried to run him off, and the little bastard hissed at me.

Well, that was it. No lesser mammal gets to hiss at me. Particularly marsupials. I clobbered him six or seven times with the spade. Each smack punctuated by increasingly inventive profanity. Scooped the lifeless corpse up and tossed him down by the street where I figured I'd put him in the trash the next day.

Went out about an hour later to throw him in a can, and...no possum. No blood, no remains, nothing. He'd been faking. Seven smacks to the head from a spade, on concrete, couldn't penetrate his thick skull. That much bone there just can't be a lot of brain in there.

Would you say he played Possum? 

[panzerde]

Would you say he played Possum? 

Well, yeah. That's exactly where that expression comes from.  :)

[MetalDog]

They're ALWAYS an enemy.

I mean... it's basically a massive rat.

Rats at least have some level of intelligence. Possums are just plain stupid. It's only the fact that they're just so damn tough to kill that's allowed the species to survive for hundreds of millions of years.

One night in our first house I kept hearing this banging on the wall separating the garage and the kitchen. Went out and found a possum had somehow climbed up on a bike that was hanging on hooks from the wall, and when he moved, the bike banged against the wall.  I knocked him down and tried to chase him off, but he ran under a car. Scooped him out with a shovel and tried to run him off, and the little bastard hissed at me.

Well, that was it. No lesser mammal gets to hiss at me. Particularly marsupials. I clobbered him six or seven times with the spade. Each smack punctuated by increasingly inventive profanity. Scooped the lifeless corpse up and tossed him down by the street where I figured I'd put him in the trash the next day.

Went out about an hour later to throw him in a can, and...no possum. No blood, no remains, nothing. He'd been faking. Seven smacks to the head from a spade, on concrete, couldn't penetrate his thick skull. That much bone there just can't be a lot of brain in there.

The set up around my house allows for a myriad of visitors, nocturnal and otherwise.  I have a dog who hates opossums.  I used to let the dog roam the yard unleashed.  One night, he went shooting out the door and could be heard chomping on something.  I ran back into the house to get the flashlight and when I came out, the dog was shaking the opossum back and forth vigorously in his mouth.  I called the dog off and he dropped the marsupial.  It looked dead to me, so, I went back in the house, grabbed the keys to the shed, and grabbed a shovel to toss the dead body into the woods.  No such luck.  The little bastard had gotten up and scurried off in the two minutes it took for me to round everything up.  I vowed next time to be quicker.  And to use the blade of the shovel, not the flat, to kill the little f%^&*$!

[GDS_Starfury]

[bbmike]

^ I'm starting to worry about that dude.

[Staggerwing]

Starting?

[GDS_Starfury]

 O:-)

[bayonetbrant]

this says pretty much everything you need to say about the US, both good and bad...

[Sir Slash]

You cannot argue with that! 

[mirth]

Can't be beat redneck logic.

[Nefaro]

They're ALWAYS an enemy.

I mean... it's basically a massive rat.

Rats at least have some level of intelligence. Possums are just plain stupid. It's only the fact that they're just so damn tough to kill that's allowed the species to survive for hundreds of millions of years.

One night in our first house I kept hearing this banging on the wall separating the garage and the kitchen. Went out and found a possum had somehow climbed up on a bike that was hanging on hooks from the wall, and when he moved, the bike banged against the wall.  I knocked him down and tried to chase him off, but he ran under a car. Scooped him out with a shovel and tried to run him off, and the little bastard hissed at me.

Well, that was it. No lesser mammal gets to hiss at me. Particularly marsupials. I clobbered him six or seven times with the spade. Each smack punctuated by increasingly inventive profanity. Scooped the lifeless corpse up and tossed him down by the street where I figured I'd put him in the trash the next day.

Went out about an hour later to throw him in a can, and...no possum. No blood, no remains, nothing. He'd been faking. Seven smacks to the head from a spade, on concrete, couldn't penetrate his thick skull. That much bone there just can't be a lot of brain in there.

The set up around my house allows for a myriad of visitors, nocturnal and otherwise.  I have a dog who hates opossums.  I used to let the dog roam the yard unleashed.  One night, he went shooting out the door and could be heard chomping on something.  I ran back into the house to get the flashlight and when I came out, the dog was shaking the opossum back and forth vigorously in his mouth.  I called the dog off and he dropped the marsupial.  It looked dead to me, so, I went back in the house, grabbed the keys to the shed, and grabbed a shovel to toss the dead body into the woods.  No such luck.  The little bastard had gotten up and scurried off in the two minutes it took for me to round everything up.  I vowed next time to be quicker.  And to use the blade of the shovel, not the flat, to kill the little f%^&*$!

I used a .22 to the head. 

Took two shots to get the job done.   Their brains are the size of a pea. 

Didn't want to bring out a larger firearm.  Might scare the neighbors.  A .22's report doesn't carry much among suburban neighborhood, didn't even get heard within my own home.  Wouldn't be the case if I'd used something larger.

Definitely wasn't gonna let the big fat possum loose somewhere.  It would just plague someone else, if it didn't find it's way back.  Think it had started trying to make a nest on top of my fookeen engine, after chewing apart all my wiring.