I'm curious to know how he'll skin it too. I plan on observing - no way I'm helping. One of my sons in law claims to have eaten porcupine before, too. I've already informed them that THEY will be the chefs for this little adventure.
Good move. If it doesn't turn out well you can blame them.
We knew of some flatlander PETA types that moved into town, and opened a store. Some yahoo spit on the floor (it was sawdust) and it upset the lady so much she put up a "No spitting on the floor" sign. Guess what everybody in town did, after that? They left after selling out.
It just shows me that these folks objecting to the candy are being waaaaaaaay too sensitive. It's candy, it's a toy gun, and lately it's a rubber band thrown on the teacher's desk...where are all these folks screaming for tolerance and diversity, when it comes to candy, toy guns, and rubber bands?
I can't even begin to remember all the gross stuff we did as kids, and laughed ourselves silly. My brothers were worse than that in their jokes.
Once, we put a rock down the back of Sis's swimming suit, and told her it was a crawdad. She jumped around screaming it was pinching her. On this candy thing, PETA reminds me of people who would say, "Well, what if it WAS a real crawdad? How cruel to one of Gaia's treasured sentients!"