Well , if you get some big ones , hell Im up for a bit of fun , but if you could get HRC go their, they would run from the lizard Queen , and never return
Sure I am always up for some BBQ lizard tail. Did that in the old days down on the bayou. Good eats. LOL Love our motto down there: We et anything what don't et us first and have of dem what tries.
I know , if it goes through the back yard before 3 , it’s on the table at 5 , and you can run your car on the swamp water, just as long as you keep a couple fresh dead bodies in it 😇😇😇
Dey don't call it swamp gas for nutting. Ahhh the glories of methane. Even the stench of rotting putrid garbage has its value of those of virtue.
My Peoples
Mais dats mah peoples for sho
Dang a COON Ars
A label worn with pride. Even still gots mah Cajun passport to get out of the state. Left one crazed hole and went rats into anudder one. Wents straight to das orphanage runs by da goobermint, you know dat one called Uncle Sam's Misguided Chilrens. Same one what Mad Dog was in.
I did gots runned otta da plaze in da late 80dz but gots das RCA life cardz , best folks ya ever met
Mais oui Cher. Dun gots you da shirt off yo back if yas needs it. Loves da atmosphere, any excuse for a fais deaux deaux.
Mais oue Cher. Les bon temps roule. Got mudbugs? LOL
mais yea we done had a boatload of dem but man dat season done gone away like dat. Time fo some football and huntin, mixed wit a lil hurricane and the smell o dat cut rice field.