Is that deer poop or goobers?
True story: The place where I used to process my deer was this old general store in Lennoxburg, KY. I went in there towards the end of season once and the whole place was a in an uproar. Jake would hire on a bunch of extra help to process the deer-- mostly women from the neighborhood. They were all talking and one lady said she'd seen dried deer poop sold as necklaces at a county fair. As a result, they had collected any stray pearls coming in and saved them, with the idea they'd dry them and varnish them and string them up in the off-season. Jake's brother had come down to check on things and mistaken the pile of poop for Rasinettes and tried a few. I had managed to walk in to pick up a deer just as this had all unfolded.
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