We don't worry 'bout executin' falsely prognisticatin' groundhogs down here in Floribama on account of we don't have no groundhogs. We have prognisticatin' armadillos instead.

On February Second, the day you northerly folk call Groundhog Day, we release a caged armadillo onto County Road 182. If the armadillo gets run over by the first car that comes along, it means we'll have six more weeks of winter. If the armadillo gets run over by the second car that comes along, it means something else, but nobody's sure what, on account of there's never been a recorded incident of the armadillo not being hit by the first car. This system saves us lots of money in court costs and legal fees since any armadillo who got the prediction wrong has been buzzard bait for six weeks by the time the error gets discovered, so goin' to court and seekin' his execution is a bit whatchacall redundant..