A possum hangs in a tree. You hit it with a spotlight. Shoot it with a 22, skin it out, and eat the meat. When the pelt is used for a collar on a jacket in some fancy ladies boutique it becomes an oposom. It's actually the same animal. I was just being a little hoity-toity in my post. It's nice to know you have rescued many turtles, but you caused one poor possum to become homeless.
I truly felt guilty about making the little fella homeless ... I had no clue he/she was living under there. And thanks for the possum lessons. I think Lee will eat them regardless of whether there's an 'o' at the start or not.
Strange how Mrs. Lee feels that way when sober. I've always found Lee to be quite charming. While you on the other hand at times can be....how shall I say....rather coarse, and caustic perhaps.
Mrs. Lee is an amazing woman, one who could do so much better than with you know who. Um ... yeah, he can be charming like when he's playing tepanyaki chef or singing Disney showtunes, but I can offer her things that only the top percent usually have access to. And I'm as cuddly as a big teddy bear! As I've said before women and fanbois want me. Men want to be me!