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I recently saw on TV how roadkill was cleaned up, and holy crap thats a terrible job. The workers have to go out and clean up the rotting, sloppy remnants of the deer, rabbit, badger, etc with just shovels and gloved hands which is incredibly nasty. So I figure that they should just attach a snow plowish
scraper on the front of the truck, that would flip back allowing the corpse to ooze into the truck bed. No muss, no fuss.
I don't want to do it
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You clean it up, Mike [lurch, Dec 17 2005, last modified Apr 25 2013]
Roadkill refinery
Roadkill_20refinery
With one of these, you will go out _looking_ for roadkill to clean up! [bungston, Jan 01 2006]
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A snow blower-ish contraption would be more interesting than one of a plow-ish variety. |
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I know when I posted this self-same idea (targeted to tire fragments and other highway detritus, but same difference), people linked to a whole bunch or prior art. Can't find any of it now, of course. |
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But croissant, anyway, for being a great mind. |
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Great minds think alike you know. |
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Oh, stop licking each other's boots (ha ha ha, just kidding, pero qué hueva). |
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+ because everytime I see a roadkill, I can't help but feeling bad for those who get paid to remove the corpses. |
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You could bring recycling into this. When a truck gets a full tank, it brings it back to the plant and dumps the contents into a mincer of sorts. The plant would then sell the mince either as fertilizer to farmers, meat to dog food companies, or as mince to McDonalds. |
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Oh, that McDonald's urban legend again. Until november, I was in the advt. business, and since McDonald's was one of our big clients we had to come up with a creative way to deal with the common belief that their meat was made with rat meat. Of course, when we got the feedback from the focus groups and interviews, we realized it would have been worse for the brand to have ads that tried to make people believe those were all lies, because we had no way to prove it. So, McDonald's gave up. |
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(secretly, we didn't believe their story either). |
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Actually, I've never heard of that urban legend. I just think their burgers taste like roadkill! |
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Yet for some reason, despite the awful taste of McDonald's burgers, they still remain very popular. Why is that? |
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T.A. "So, do they give you any special tools or equipment?" |
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What about something that just vacuumed it up? Ugh. That'd be gross... especially since you used the word 'gelatinous'. It makes me think of what happens when you suck jello off a plate, or do shooters... the texture in your mouth. Yummy. |
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I don't know if I'd do shooters with jellied roadkill. |
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This gives me an idea... ROADKILL ROTO-TILLER! MUAHAHAHHAAHAHAAHAHAA!! |
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We could have a whole line of roadkill related products. |
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I prefer not to think about roadkill. Seriously. |
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This could depend on the size of the roadkill. For moose and caribou roadkill there's a waiting list. State trooper finds one (or has to do one in after an accident that didn't quite off the poor critter) and he radios dispatch, who calls down the list until they find somebody who wants it. Not the same for porcupines, though. Must be a thousand flat ones twixt Spenard and Ninilchik (around three hundred miles). |
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// For moose and caribou roadkill there's a waiting list. State trooper finds one and he radios dispatch, who calls down the list until they find somebody who wants it.// |
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Who in their right mind wants a splattered reindeer? Plus I would've thought that running over a porcupine would pop your tires. |
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It helps if you don't think of it as splattered reindeer but as pre-tenderised venison. Mmmmmm venison. |
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