i ran over an opossum tonight...not like they are the cuddliest of creatures...but i still feel bad when i kill something....and actually i tried to swerve out of the way...didn't know if actually hit it...so i made a uturn and flew back to see...cause what's worse than killing a possum...is not killing one...so there she was...kind of twitching and i had to run over her again to put her out of her misery
i'm a killer...what shame
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Being the good Southern boy that you are, I'm surprised you didn't scoop her up into a pan and fry her for dinner.
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