armadillo

In the Navy, I knew a fella who noticed that roadkill was different, depending on what part of the country you were in. He proposed that a road trip in a car with a trunk and backseat full of coolers full of roadkill might be fun from say, west Texas to Flushing New York, depositing roadkill at points east of the Mississippi and north of the Mason-Dixon line.

Was this art? Stupid, testosterone-fueled idiocy? Biological terrorism? I don’t know. But his proposition resulted in this song… and I should point out that for your own good, I’d strongly caution you not to take any of the culinary advice I’m offering here seriously. If you’ve never tasted this particular kind of animal that’s a good thing and you can google the reason for that if you like, but in a nutshell: Besides humans, Nine-banded armadillos are the only known natural reservoir of “Mycobacterium Leprae”. In the southern United States, particularly in Texas and Louisiana, the disease caused by M. leprae is present in armadillos and has been linked to human cases of “Hansons disease”- also called – does anybody know? Yep, that’s leprosy, ladies and gents. So if you see a roadside taco stand featuring Armadillo meat, please don’t stop to try something new.