Uninvited guests...
Don't they just get on your last nerve?
Here is an uninvited guest at Cousin's Camp a couple years ago:
Its a snake.
A long, slimy snake.
Okay, okay.
I know they aren't slimy.
That doesn't change my feelings for them.
They are creepy.
CREEPY, I tell you.
This guy, on the other hand, wasn't invited either.
But he was cute and I liked him.
"You can stay little buddy"
This guy was also uninvited.
He collapsed in my yard and stayed for several hours.
Animal Control came and picked him up.
He didn't even resist.
He was obviously sick.
I told the minions that Animal Control would take him to the doctor who would make him well and then release him onto a raccoon farm where he could be with other raccoons.
Yep, a raccoon farm.
Don't judge me.
Raccoon farms exist don't they?
Don't they?
"Don't you lie to me, woman."
"The power of my upside down mustache compels you to tell the truth"
"What's a raccoon?"