GIVE IT UP...
...for the Grave-Disturbing Badgers.
(Thanks to Jeff from Pittsburgh)
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Seriously, not a joke (or particularly funny, but it was fascinating), we once stayed at a hotel in southern England called something like the Badger Inn. The big activity was watching the badgers come out at night and frolic (not that badgers are all the frolicsome) on the hotel's back lawn.
You had to be there I guess.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | February 29, 2012 at 06:47 PM
Those Wisconsin people just go too far sometimes...
Posted by: Allen at Division | February 29, 2012 at 07:34 PM
The badger act sounds like part of a really lousy play.
Posted by: Gary | February 29, 2012 at 08:09 PM
Badgers? We don' need no badgers. I don' have to show you no stinkin badgers.
Posted by: oneblankspace | February 29, 2012 at 09:11 PM
Everyone harshes the badgers' shred!
I feel a song coming on. Need help.
Posted by: Just Some Guy | February 29, 2012 at 09:17 PM
Folks in Gallup, NM wuz havin' similar-type problems with prairie dogs a few years ago ... IIRC, they wuz gonna try explodin' propane in their burrows ... wuz that here on the DBB? Whutever ... seems as if that'd be kinda disturbin' to the permanent residents ...
Posted by: O the Umanity | February 29, 2012 at 09:22 PM
Badgers huh? That's fit's in well with the intelligence we have on the tree rats, they contracted with some badgers as part of their squirrel-controlled-human-robot-suit project. According to a source close to the project the nut-smugglers have made a breakthrough recently in realistic skin. The bushy-tails are obviously having the badgers dig up skin from corpses for their human-robot suits.
No that's just crazy, I must need my medication.
Nurse.
Are those my meds?
Thank you, nurse.
What a peculiar perfume you're wearing nurse, what is it, acorn with a hint of formaldehyde...
Posted by: Lt.Col.Tuck Burganov | March 01, 2012 at 04:30 AM
Somebody sic the badgers on that Chump.
Posted by: Punkin | March 01, 2012 at 06:54 AM
"Licenses to remove badgers are only granted in exceptional circumstances."
As screwed up as things are in this country at least we don't need a license to remove a very viscous little creature.
My license is a Mossberg 500, 12 gauge.
Posted by: wingnut | March 01, 2012 at 07:46 AM
Wasn't James Bond licensed to move badgers?
Posted by: Omniskeptic | March 01, 2012 at 08:44 AM
My Aunt Madelyn could have given them pause.
But we had her cremated and that seemed to take most of the fight out of her.
Most.
Posted by: Steve | March 01, 2012 at 09:16 AM
More suspects have cropped up: http://www.virtualmanager.com/clubs/762408
Posted by: Bill Hudgins | March 01, 2012 at 10:53 AM
This story was both grave and disturbing.
Posted by: Omniskeptic | March 01, 2012 at 01:38 PM