What a rip-off! I just got these at Costco for $39.99.
Please please please tell me that it’s some sort of bait and not a food item meant for human consumption.
Wow, glad I haven’t had lunch yet.
I’ll even accept “arts and crafts”
Well, there’s a lot of ambiguity in the definition of “chitlins”.
A quick internet search finds that they’re used as bait when setting traps for other animals; considered almost a “universal lure.”
In other news, ick.
What in the world do you use these for?
Finally – all the musk, none of the rat!
Looks like plenty of rat to me…
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Of course, the theme music for this item was written just a few short years ago:
Uh, yeah. Hence the title of the post, I’m guessing.
Deep-fry them bastards, and serve with a liberal amount of chipotle ranch dip. YUM.
A bucket of offal, and for less than $100! What more could you want?
Two buckets for less than $200, of course!
And maybe a case of beer.
And a big deep-fryer!
I think I like where this is heading. I only have one question: Tempura, or beer batter?
Why must you choose?
No muskrat sushi for me, thanks.
Come to think of it, no muskrat anything, thanks.
I think you spelled that wrong. It’s a bucket of awful.
I’m awestruck again… That’s a lot of dead muskrats; is there a real need for muskrat parts? This is very disturbing, confusing, and a little bit sad.
That is a lot; how do so many end up in parts? Do companies make fur coats or baby food or motor oil out of them or something?
Is there anything Alibaba doesn’t make?
there’s not a need for them, but i know a lot of people around where i live that trap them for fur. takes a lot of muskrat to get enough to sell.
Fun fact: Catholics are allowed to eat muskrat meat on days they are only allowed to eat fish because muskrats swim in the water. Muskrat restaurant business plan: fry ‘em up as the Friday dinner special, sell the fur in a restaurant gift shop and use the glands to catch fish for the more discerning Friday night Catholic diners.
Wow. A closed eco-loop. How much will it cost to have you design marketing strategies for all of us who are not 5Star sellers?
In the world of wearing fur, Muskrat = River Otter. Marketing!
That’ll be perfect for that hunter/trapper-themed wedding I’ve been planning.
I think they’d prefer you threw rice. Or even gravel.
Or even live muskrats!
I refuse to accept the existence of this item.
Acceptance takes guts, I suppose.
Yep, you’ve definitely got to have the stomach for it, the intestinal fortitude, so to speak.
I’m screaming on the inside.
So were the muskrats.
Pretty sure they were screaming on the outside, too.
So am I.
Ok, two things –
1, what the fuck is a muskrat
2, why would anyone?
I had to google this as it was just too random. Apparently, hunters use the glands to make some kind of lure to get more muskrats. What do people do with muskrats? Get the fur? Doesn’t seem like there is much meat on them.
And there were several different discussions that came up on google of people looking for muskrat glands. Seriously.
What do people do with muskrats? Harvest their glands, of course. And what do they do with the glands? Attract more muskrats! It’s self-perpetuating.
Dinner of course:
Eating muskrat is a thing here among old people and people who are especially, shall we say, down home. It stinks and looks almost as disgusting as it smells.
Step 1) Bucket ‘o glands
Step 2) ——
Step 3) Clever marketing campaign
Step 4) PROFIT!
“Bucket ‘o glands,” is that KFC’s newest promotion?
I dare say you figured out Step 2! It’ll take more than 11 herbs and spices, though. Wait, is crack a spice?
It is, if you store it in a jar with a shaker top.
and charge 2 dollars more for extra crispy bucket o’glands
Please tell me “God’s Country, Minnesota” is a real place that is real.
It will be once they ship off that shitload of stinking glands.
Just up the road from Lake Wobegon, where all the children are above average, and where the jewel in the crown of Main Street is Billy Bob’s Roadkill Cafe and Auto Body Repair. Realistically, the seller’s probably located in Glencoe, Minnesota, the setting for Louis Malle’s 1985 movie, “God’s Country.” Those of us within driving distance of Glencoe think Mr. Malle may have inhaled too many muskrat glands, but there you go.
When I saw this picture on Facebook as a thumbnail, I thought it was a bucket of delicious chili.
I will never again eat chili.
I just had pizza, need I say more? Helen should post food warnings “NSWE” (not safe when eating)!
you must be new – thats a standard Regretsy warning
Are they various glands or all the same type?
I need to know for a friend.
Perfume? Yes, I think smelling of muskrat gland will attract everything furry within a 5 mile radius of me. This will work wonders for my nosy neighbor. Now to buy a bucket and dump them on him from a high branch.
Is it legal to sell this kind of shite on ebay?
I’ve been looking for a new treat to give to the cats.
Mmmmmm, anal glands!
well at least you’re not the poor soul expressing anal glands. have to do that to my dog. Not very pleasant, but it beats her rubbing her butt on the carpet.
Oh my god, look at the faucet behind them. It’s covered in blood… and it appears to be a residential sink, not any commercial facility. Who is doing this in their home? I may not sleep tonight.
Even worse, there’s a yucky wooden cutting board propped up behind the faucet. My imagination cannot take this kind of strain, I’m telling you!
That’s rust on the faucet, not blood, and plenty of folks clean game in their “residential” sinks. Probably not the one in the kitchen – more likely in a barn or other outbuilding. Y’all don’t get out of the city much, do you?
I didn’t notice that. Eeeeeeeek! Someone does a lot of hunting, and not much cleaning.
The Postal Service, FedEx and UPS have combined for the first-time-ever denial of service to a town. God’s Country, MN is completely cut off until that bucket is dumped into any one of 10,000 lakes. Video evidence is required.
*shudder* “Organic perfume industry”… from now on, I think I’ll wear cheap imitation stuff… that’s revolting! Because I was curious (*headdesk*) I googled it to see if I could learn something. I did, sadly, and I want my ignorance back.
From trapperman.com, graphic photos at the bottom of the thread.
Dammit! I was thinking this was a helluva bargain, but then I read the listing. It’s not $80 for a 5 gallon bucket full of gladular tissue, it’s $80 a QUART. And he only has about a gallon left, so..
What a ripoff. My neighbor sells me a whole gallon for $80 as long as I keep on referring him to all the meth junkies I know.
A description of this stuff in a quart now makes me want puke.
I went to that site, cameragrrl, and this is now a phrase that I will use whenever an occasion arises, such as birthdays, Christmas, Bar Mitzvahs, tractor pulls, etc.: “My rats have good glands in em’ right now…”, ”
Second favorite comment: “I had 3 rats today that had nice glands in them.They were all cought under the ice.”
I wonder if they coughed when they were cought.
Only when they turned their little heads.
Just add ketchup!
Now you know why Chik-Fil-a deliberately misspelled “CHIKIN”.
Hmmm.. I think I’ll pass, then. Besides, the Oreos are calling to me.
Dang it, mah linky bustededed.
A vendor I know was trying to convince me to do a Muskrat Skinning Contest he thought was highly lucrative. Yes, you heard me. I SHIT YOU NOT
The bucket looks a whole lot like the bucket for the only certified-for-organic-farms rodenticide on the market. The potential irony is so …. mind-numbing.
Well, that’s certainly one way to kill the ‘rats without damaging the glands..
Kinda TMI, but here, plenty of people use ointment made of these for skin problems.
Mo’ muskrats – mo’ problems. I will not budge from this stance.
Annnd – less muskrats … what? What? What? WHAT? Come ON, the rest of the story.
I never hated a recording of hot, hot, muskrat love more than I do that song.
I learn new things on Regretsy all the time. Whether I want to or not.
Once upon a time, my first date with a new boyfriend included walking his trap-lines and watching him skin muskrats in his garage. I wore a pair of freshly turned muskrat “mittens” to keep my hands warm while watching him. Eastern muskrat is/was highly desirable, and he was making a fortune selling the skins. (The pelt is much more like mink than rat.) I have no idea what became of the guts. Or the boyfriend, for that matter.
That’s a pretty big bucket…
It’s a rip-off. Only the top layer is really Muskrat Glands. The bottom layers are nothing more that woodchuck testicles. And everyone knows that you can make a “Mother-Earth-Love-Goddess-Potion-of-Love” with woodchuck testicles.
If anyone did that for me, I certainly would chuck.
then I don’t even want to tell you about the sperm whale vomit they put in high end perfumes…
Looks like the item’s been removed, but fortunately eBay was able to show me similar items.
“They are whole for you to FIX as you desire.”
That makes all the difference, I’m sure.
Dammit, I just fixed my plate of pizza. *tosses out window*
For flying shit’s sake…why do I even click on this shit? I have a nice house, with clean toilets and mostly-working appliances…my kids say ‘yes, please’ and no, thank you’…I change my fucking oil every whatevers-miles so I don’t pollute the fucking environment..and then I click on this shit…and I want to pour bleach in my eyes just for looking. I don’t feel like a productive member of society anymore, because I saw a goddamn bucket of critter innards. Fuck!
I did an image search on “muskrat” because I couldn’t remember what they are. Did you know there’s a web site called ROADKILLREPORTER dot COM? With photos.
I won’t be sleeping tonight.
I smell a rat.
Oh what I wouldn’t give right now to achieve the superpower that allows one to “un-see” things
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