I'll give you some reality. I'll give it to you right now. And it is BIG news regarding our probable victory against those Mercer boys.
I caught a possum on Friday night / Saturday morning. It was the very first night I put out the trap. (The bait was Japanese sweet potato leftover gunk, btw.) Its a littler feller, and brownish. I've never seen coloration like this on a possum. And its a juvenile, which makes no sense since its way past possum mating season. I really don't know what to make of it.
I thought it was a girl, and it took me like fifteen minutes to identify its gender. But lo, there it was. And its a boy. I've named him Bifurcated.
My aim is to keep him alive through for another nine months until we start the new season. I think having a really good possum like Bifurcated will be key to the Paladins going all the way next year.
Didn't think the UFFP would have me back, perhaps. Well, maybe I'm not "the norm". I don't "wear clothes that fit me". I'm not "hygienic" and "pop my white heads with a compass I used in high school".