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Anonymous
I have not the pictures to prove it, so whether you believe me or not is your call. First let me give you some background on the story. I lived on OSU campus at the time, pretty much in the middle of downtown Columbus. Me and some friends we're sitting in the alley next to my apartment building, drinking some beer in his truck bed. There we're about four or five of us. One of those people was my neighbor. Anyway, Joel my neighbor had a cat named Murphy. Murphy looked like your average Oange and Yellow DSH, but he was big. Not fuckhueg, but bigger than your normal alley cat. Anyway, we're sitting in the truck bed, and all of a sudden we hear some commotion coming from the bushes across from us, and lo and be-fuckin-hold, theres Murphy and a 'Coon, dukin' it out. They come rolling out of the bushes, and Murph proceeds to pull the ol' "im gonna go for your throat" bit. The 'Coon eventually stops moving. Murphy looks up, cleans himself off, looks at us, then proceeds to drag the Raccoon up into a tree. Again, no pictures, so no proof. But ya know. Believe it if you want to. It was pretty fuckin' epic.
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