Thanks Amyers. I worked with a guy who was from West By God Virginia for years. He used to bring in squirrel heads and crack open their head and eat the brains. I still get queezie thinking about that. He had 5 brothers and would bring in pictures of their family and it looked like a pool table full of Que balls. One of the nicest people I ever knew. He took a few of us down there for deer hunting one year. He liked to have killed us walking up and down hills.
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