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Title: Another Chinese restaurant story Post by kimmiedawn81 on Nov 10th, 2004, 2:33pm OK, back when it was so hot, about July, I was outside with a few other coworkers and they were putting stationary supplies in a trailor out in the back of our store. The Chinese restaurant's trash bin is right by the trailors. There has been a huge raccoon that lives back there, this is a FAT raccoon. Well, we saw the raccoon a few times that day and one time he came out of this hole that he has back behind our store, not sure what kind of pipe or drain or whatever he went down, but anyhow, he came back up and was walking around the trash bin. Once again, it was HOT outside, well the Chinese restaurant left their back door open, the raccoon walked right in the back of the restaurant. Thankfully he came back out a few minutes later!! It's a wonder that I still eat there. |
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Title: Re: Another Chinese restaurant story Post by LeLimey on Nov 10th, 2004, 2:38pm Maybe they thought he was a skunk?! |
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Title: Re: Another Chinese restaurant story Post by Jeepgun on Nov 10th, 2004, 2:47pm We used to have a raccoon that would raid the garbage cans every night. One night, I decided to put an end to it once and for all. I waited until the wee hours of the morning, and then crept outside with a broom. I heard the raccoon rustling around in the garbage can. I cleared my throat and when he popped up to see what the sound was, I hit a homerun that Sammy Sosa would have been jealous of. That fucker hit the ground about 25 yards away, rolled for a few feet, and then tore off running like his tail was on fire. He hasn't been back since. LOL |
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Title: Re: Another Chinese restaurant story Post by alleyoop on Nov 10th, 2004, 7:41pm ROTF...I'd love to have seen that Frank. When I was about 9-10 yo, I tried something similar with a opposum. We had a picture window with a bird feeder on the back side(woods side) of the house. One night a possum got on the bird feeder. I told my dad, "Watch this, I'm gonna mess with that possum." He told me I'd better be careful. I went around back with a broom and was reaching up and poking it(it was on the second story of the house). It kept baring it's teeth and snarling at me. My dad said something to me again, but I just kept poking at it and laughing. About that time the possum decided he'd had about enough and jumped off of the bird feeder right onto my head! I think my dad peed himself laughing at me! He didn't stay there long, just used me as a step to get to the ground and into the woods. Just about long enough for me to sh*t myself! ...................alley [smiley=laugh.gif] |
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