-Over the years, I have gotten used to things going bump in the night. From runaway pigs, to dogs howling at the dang fool moon. From cats trying to claw their way through a/c molding, to birds peeking at the window at night.
--As a rule I try not to spend much time running around in the dang fool yard after dark, because of all the holes gopher dog has dug. And of course, the fact I am to dang old to be falling into them.
--I figured I would be save running the garbage out to the can next to porch. I mean how much trouble could I get into.
--Little did I know the universe was listening. When I got outside, I found a big old possum on top of the dang fool garbage can. And no amount of coasting from me seemed to want to make him move.
--So rather than stand there and argue with the dang fool I just brought the dang garbage back in the house. When my wife asked why I brought the garbage, back in I told her what happened. I was not going to wait for some dang fool possum. Especially when the porch light has a habit of online staying on for only a few seconds at a time.
--I guess it could have worse, it could have been to possums....
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