Having your first taste of rattlesnake isn't the hard part. In fact, it tastes pretty good. Something like jerkied chicken, with any type of spicy sauce or additive you'd want to flavor it with. Roy's son had almost run over it, and went back to the same area later, found it and killed it. 3' 11 1/2", and spread to the edges of a 1x6 board for mounting, I'm told. Didn't really see it firsthand except in the cooked mode. A plastic bag full of it. You have to pull the meat away from the gristly whatsit first. Even so, you still get to spit a bit of gristle out here and there. Kinda like cheap hamburger in that respect.
The worse part of eating this ugly stick is its biblical reputation. Originally possessed by Satan himself. Cursed by God. Scarey stuff.
The taste test will not be repeated.
Not restricted to the form of a serpent, St. Peter says, "Be self-controlled and alert. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour." I Peter 5:8
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