Flint just got back from the taxidermist with this: a genuine werewolf head mounted on a plaque. This is going up in his man-cave tomorrow!
Flint and I managed to catch this beastie during the last full moon. Given the unusual nature of the Perigean Full Moon last weekend, we went out packing a little more firepower than usual. We carried .50 Beowulf rifles.
That's right: Beowulf. Tell me that isn't badass sounding? Guaranteed to bring down something like a werewolf.