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Roadkill Squirrel Squares

1 Flattened squirrel
1 Bottle of booze, home made
2 c Vegetables
Collard greens
White rice, cooked


Find a flattened Roadkill squirrel and pick out all the little hairs. Take it to the country kitchen and cut it into one inch squares. Marinate it overnight in a bowl of some homemade booze. Then dice some veggies mix with squirrel and fry `em in a skillet. Take the homemade booze left in your bowl and tip it up, and kill it. Cook your diced veggies and your squirrel until they smell real nice.

Serve `em with some collard greens upon a pile of cooked white rice.

Comments

Kelsgarden said…
ewh

nice try

but you still have to make dinner tonight
Anonymous said…
Make sure the squirrel is fresh, if not, skip the squirrel and go stright to the booze.

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