One came up on my porch and stared at me. I stared back. It thought it was “fierce”. Came at me. So I popped it in the ass with my BB gun. It ran away like demons from hell were chasing it.
0% of that was true.
One came up on my porch and stared at me. I stared back. It thought it was “fierce”. Came at me. So I popped it in the ass with my BB gun. It ran away like demons from hell were chasing it.
0% of that was true.
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