Interactive Story Time: The Raccoon and The Gator

/ May 31, 2011/ file under wtf, lawn ornaments/ 3 comments

Happy Tuesday, Lurkdom, where today is my Thursday. What’s awesome about this is that we’re that much closer to summer. I’d like to celebrate this with a lawn ornament.

Now that the weather has decided to rise to a decent late-spring temperature*, I can enjoy all the tacky glory the residents put out. This one is particularly interesting because I can’t decide what is on top of the corn cob – corn silk or dog hair.

This is very disturbing. Why are you showing us this?
Because I have questions that only you can answer!

  • How did the raccoon get the corn? 
  • Why is the alligator okay with being a taxi? 
  • Is the raccoon PRAYING to the corn for safe passage through the mulch?
  • Is the alligator vegetarian?

Let’s get this started!

* And my revisions are just about done.
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Last.fm hit of the day: Judgement by Anathema

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  1. I see a raccoon with one heck of a blonde goatee (must be a recessive trait) enjoying some corn on the cob at the Museum of Natural History's Memorial Day picnic (where they've trotted out fossilized animals to use as benches). Duh.

  2. Nah, the raccoon isn't praying for the corn. He's keeping a close eye on it so the alligator won't steal it. You see, he and the alligator made a deal: the alligator was going to carry the raccoon through the horrors that is the lawn, and in return, the raccoon was going to give the alligator the corn. Because that's what alligators eat–corn.

  3. Clearly the alligators lack of color suggest he is an old albino. He has no friends. The raccoon, not wanting to get his precious corn wet in the river, decided to trick the alligator by promising friendship in return for safe passage. Once he reaches a safe spot, he will abandoned the alligator, leaving him in misery, never to trust another corn-carrying raccoon ever again!

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