Hello, I'm Hannibal Hare. You don't know me yet, but I hope to soon make your acquaintance. I have decided to relocate to your area because of an outbreak of Lepus curpaeums. In particular, I have heard that one of these foul creatures even contends to have warlike propensities. While I normally scoff at such a claim. However, I am more than willing to help you friendly geocachers address this situation. I am forewarning you that I will be leaving little traps for these pests, some will be very easy, others may tax. But I assure you, this is all in the name of capturing and ridding this area of the pest.
I went out to check my "traps" today, including one nearby. Upon arriving at the area, I noticed several spent shell casings, scorched blacktop, a disposed-of rocket launcher, a rusty fork, some empty ketchup packets, and a torched shopping card. Either the conflict-craving cony happened into my "trap" but got away, or this is just a typical scene from Detroit?
Hrm, anyways, since the fuzzy fleabag seems to have recently been in the area, I have placed this next hide to see if it will return and be caught or it used up all its arsenal. Again, there will MANY MANY bipedal non-geocaching ilk around, so please be stealthy, but feel free to check out the "trap" and leave your name. Please let me know in your log if you see any hopping hosers around...
Start by de-glazing the pan with some cooking sherry, then add the shallots, garlic and mushrooms, sauteing them until golden. Next, add the protein to braise on each side... MMMMMMM, I cant harely contain myself...
Hey, a hare's gotta eat right?