
Sometimes that raccoon he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a raccoon... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'.
2 comments:
I love the reference.
I hate you!
sorry!
So let me get this straight, just because they are dangerous we will call them "urban raccoons?"
The ACLU will be calling shortly...
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