I remember visiting this old hermit back in the bush when I was a little kid with my dad. I was admiring his outhouse sized smoke house he says have a look in side I got a couple geese in there.
Opened the door there’s two plucked geese hanging by their heads all green and half decayed by the looks of it. He says the screen keeps the flies out they’re almost done see how the heads about to break off another week they’ll fall off the hook and ready to cook 🤢🤢
