Posted on 09/24/2016 4:16:52 AM PDT by Daffynition
Geeze Louise these guys needed to learn to shoot a little better!!!
I have every-damn-night-of-my-life nightmares about things I’ve survived that would make you cry but I don’t go around shooting ‘real’, totally harmless things that remind me of the dream things, which, unlike your fantasy snake attacks, actually happened.
People here make jokes that I seem to never sleep.
Well, I almost don’t sleep, until I am so damn tired I can’t hold my eyes open, because I *know* what’s waiting for me, when I do.
Man up.
Really.
When I was about 7 years old living on the Air Force Academy in Colorado Springs, they started to demolish the old NCO Club, and they came across a rattlesnake pit of literally thousands of rattlers. They ended up dynamiting the entire pit of them.
Goodness! What a story!
The enemy within ... before it was *a thing* ... workplace violence, to be sure. ;)
You literally had me LOL.
I doan’ know nuffin ‘bout no “lobstah.” I’m allergic to the critters, and haven’t eaten one since I found that out the very hard way when I was, maybe, 8 years old.
So, Sweetie, I will probably not try the “lobstah” recipe. Sorry ‘bout that
HST, Flori-duh Eastern Diamondback Rattlers are fat! And lend themselves nicely to broiling over an open fire or on the barbie.
I haven’t eaten broiled rattlesnake since August of 1964 when, given the choice by our SERE counselor (a HUGE Marine Gunnery Sergent!) of the fat rattler we caught on the Eglin AFB reservation or a couple of rabbits, my E&E group chose the snake!
We broiled that critter and I am here to tell you that it tasted better than chicken!
Of course, we WERE hungry, having eaten only what we could catch or find in Eglin woods that were attacked by a hundred or so hungry Naval Aviation Cadets every week, back in the day. I have NO idea why we were able to find anything worth eating!
Remind me to tell you about talking my E&E buddies out of wrestling a large, angry wild boar (wild boars are ALWAYS angry!) armed with sticks and K-Bar knives. Logic and reason prevailed in that particular case. They were hungry, but not stupid! After all, we were, if we lived, going to become Naval Aviators!
We are not traveling this year. After The Donald has had a few months to repair EVERYTHING that Ophonybama and his LIEberal/Socialist/Marxist/Fascist cronies screwed up and broke, we’ll start traveling again. We expect to be in the North East next fall, probably just after Labor Day, on our way home FRom Alaska, via Maine, of course!
According to the video I saw, ya gotta chopem up before you putem on the barbie!
They don’t wiggle around iffen they are all chopped up!
Don’t they warn about the head, even after it is removed? Disposing of it properly, or you might get bit?
I’ll let you grill it SG. I don’t eat things that are still moving, unless it’s Angus.
Beating hearts. Nope. Double nope.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmKFc5pf5Ko
I have known about the severed rattlesnake head since I was about 5 years old - my dad killed a huge rattlesnake in the FRont yard of his family home. He showed me what a “dead” rattlesnake could do if one was not careful!
The snake will be still
when he’s on my grill!
Franklin was the first to *photoshop* the Gadsden Flag image, understanding the power of the press to persuade and influence. I've never seen his recipe for preparing rattlesnake for the grill. ;)
WELL PLAYED!
Promises, promises, promises!
The last good steak I has was in Manassas.
As you can see, I don’t get out much. ;I
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