The backwoods of Music RowWritten by hootenannie on September 4th, 2008
Things I have seen on my porch in the past week:
A possum. A POSSUM. On my front step, I kid you not. I was approaching my door after dark, and there it was, in the glow of the porch light, just sitting there waiting for me – at which point I said, “Aw, hell no,” and performed an about-face back out to the street. I thought that cockroaches were bad, but they do not hold a candle to the extreme revulsion I hold for possums. God should have destroyed those demons in the flood.
Are you shuddering? I am. Still. Anything with RED EYES gets the middle finger from AP.
Since when did my front porch become a scene from “Deliverance”? Next thing you know, I’ll be blogging about moonshine and inbred albinos.
This Annie’s getting a gun.