Every ying yang I know has a story about "seeing" a possum run out of a dead something's azz. I ain't never seen it and I've seen more possum than most. Sounds a lot like these old feed store gun dealer stories about "seeing" a damascus gun blow up and kill everybody in 100 yards.


DLH

P.S. to Brother Gerald: Just checking my email and then I'm pointing her south. See you tomorrow afternoon sometime....

Out there at the crossroads molding the devil's bullets. - Tom Waits