Hardly fucked up at all, I was attacked by a raccoon when I was eight and had to be treated for rabies which at the time still involved lots of shots in the stomach. And this topic ends here.
BUY CAROL’S PRINT.
Despite my all-consuming desire to see every raccoon get run over by a cement truck several times (feelings courtesy of Your Childhood Is Always Weird In Oklahoma), buy Carol’s lovely art print here.
I’m sad you feel that way about raccoons, but they are just as cute (if not moreso) as this print!
How could you desire to see something so cute run over by a truck? That is just fucked up.
(via hobees-and-calveen)
#can we talk about the time i fell into a dolphin pool? #it's a much better story.
