I had a professionaly prepped piece of beaver sunday night,that was as fresh as fresh could be,so i thought.
As i was munching ever so slowley and mythodicley(because it was so tender and moist)I was trying to enjoy it along with the late game,All of the sudden the piece i had in my mouth exploded like a cream donut and then started to bleed.hum i thought
I need to speak to the chief?
The chief said i ordered beaver tar tar rare!
must have been the barley and the hops!
or the borring game I dont know;anyways
I did not fire the cook! but i have restocked with a new batch of the western slopes finest batch of beaver!
all is well!
When in dought turn it inside out! NV