Someday I'll colorize that plumage to an even black. Abominable Norm & Dorma? Polar buzzards? Which isn't such a far-fetched idea. If you've got buzzards and vultures in hot deserts, then why not cold? I imagine there would be just as many carcasses left, but with everything freezing so quickly they would have to rely on sight rather than smell to find them.
[Transcript] - Rudy sits down on the tree limb. "Four, maybe five ribs either cracked or broken..." Toro stands underneath the tree and watches Rudy. "Oudda resources. Oudda methods of evasion. I don' remember how long I sat dair, an hour, maybe ten minutes. Long enough. Toro didn't budge. He sat dair like some Sun Tzu guy... damned if he was gonna die before me."
Norm says, "Now this is something you don't see every day."
Dorma replies, "Betcha the hairless even tastes like a cat. Damn omnivors. You can have it."
Norm replies, "Hey, we're omnivors. And besides, why would I want something as fermented as that thing?"
Dorma replies, "How about we bet on it? Whoever dies first. I say the buck, and if I win you get poison liver guy. Deal?"
Norm replies, "Yeah. Whatever."
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Not to mention the gaping holes in his lungs, internal bleeding, and all the alchohol in his blood.
Remember, it's Rudy speaking there. The last time I ever heard a Redneck mentioning the name 'Sun Tzu' he mispronounced it and thought it was a kind of automobile.
