I can control opossums. With my mind.
With my mind, people.
Incidentally, since I can’t decide whether to use “possum” or “opossum” I’ve decided to go with o/possum from now on. The o/possums will understand.
I don’t know how useful this ability will be, but I like the idea of it, even though o/possums weird me out.
Damn. Now the o/possums know they weird me out. Shhhhh!
Although I don’t really believe I almost burned down Gatorland with my mind, as I have previously suggested, I choose to believe I’ve got this o/possum thing locked down.
I’m going to be sad if it’s the only X-man power I ever develop, though.
So what proof do I have of this ability? I’ll admit it’s a maybe possibly a little bit sketchy…
Dana was one of the winners of my inadvertently o/possum-themed blogiversary give-away. Yesterday, I decided to drop her prize off at her house, which is less than 1/2 a mile from mine – well within any rational person’s acceptable o/possum mind-control perimeter.
Before I arrived, one of her neighbors told her he’d seen an o/possum run into her yard. There is only one explanation (that is currently being posited here on my blog) – I sent this o/possum to her house!
I believe that I shall stop short of declaring myself the o/possum queen, because no good will come of that.
I’m also not going to be brushing their teeth anytime soon.
I forgot to take a picture of Dana’s present, but once all of the blogiversary presents have been received there will be some picture posting. Also, since I’ve decided that everyone who commented but didn’t win the drawing will be receiving a postcard I still need to send some emails and round up some addresses.