Down the Rabbit Hole.
“Wyrd biõ ful ãræd.”
I posted about the snakes down there before. I guess there is a trade off for all that lovely weather. If ya ask me I would prefer the cold over big snakes but then again I hate snakes big time...
I'm with you. My Uncle has a deer camp down there. I don't think any of them will be wandering through the palmettos without having that in the back of their mind anymore.
Didn't work for me....but never mind. We calls these critters belt, boots, and holster material. Simple pop to the head with a twenty-two and it's all over...maybe a few tears from the left.
I doubt even the most ardent champion of animal rights is going to feel much empathy with those monsters. They devour everything in their path.