Interesting little tit-bit I overheard the other day while idly picking my nose in the beaters line.

Apparently an 'organisation' is picking up flattened road kill badgers along a stretch of the A303, in order to x-ray the carcases to see whether there were bullets or lead shot in them.

As a result several farmers fuel bills have gone down and the local Gunsmith is running low on Nosler Partition's.

Living next to a military training area as we do, I wondered why they didn't dump them on the tank tracks in front of a troop of Challengers! Still, each to his own.

In Maryland, we have 'possums! It is common knowledge that all of these critters are born dead by the side of the road.

I'm in need of a replacement sporran, and badger is a great raw material for same.

I've told this joke before, using different critters as appropriate to the locale, and I'm going to keep telling it until it's properly appreciated:

"Why did the chicken cross the road?"

"To show the badgers it could be done."