Here’s the first of several disturbing photos that I shot of my brother hanging out in my parent’s orchard. It was just above freezing, and he took off his shirt and held a (already dead) possum for the sake of hillbilly authenticity.

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So where are the rest? I’ll be disappointed if the size of dead critters doesn’t get larger and more horrifying with each photo eventually ending up with either a dead bear or person.
They’re on the way. I just wanted to get one posted while they were still sorta fresh on my mind. The photo of his son about to carve up the possum with a knife will be a classic.
OMG! HAHAHAHA!!!!
LOLOLOLOLOL OMG that is SO funny!
Possum stew for xmas dinner Yum!