They are rabid in our neck of the woods.
“Welcome to We R Roadkill. How may I help you today?”
“I’d like two pounds of coon.”
“Will that be all?”
“Hmm. Say, throw in a six-pack of mice.”
“Would you like that to go?”
“No, I’ll eat it here.”
“Will be you sitting in gumming or non-gumming?”