Nice goin' but ... I don't see how y'all can stand there holding those yotes without a scarf over your nose and mouth. Stinkinest' animals this side of hell around here. I have to sanitize and disinfect the back of the truck everytime we toss a few back there to collect pelt bounties.
Y'all must have those boutique yotes out there ... those smell-good yotes. I've gotten where I take nitrite gloves to even work'em after we down'em, they stink so bad, I don't want my hands or leather gloves polluted.
What you think about, you do ... what you do, you become.
In a nation where anything goes ... eventually, everything will. We're almost there.
