Posted on 04/12/2018 3:04:28 PM PDT by COBOL2Java
Cockroaches and poodles are the only animal life that New Yorkers are familiar with.
Lousy cover....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0nktOEkrAD8
The coon will kill your dog; the tiger will eat you.
Because the media told them Obama was a tiger and not a coon, you see
Stupid New Yorkers...
When coons tried getting on our back porch, Mama just chased them off with a broom (said in my best Forrest Gump voice).
Mom used to leave out food for the stray cats and got a family of raccoons instead.
If you see one walking funny and not afraid of being out in daylight lookout.
New Yookers pretend that they are the worldly sophistocates. That if you can make it in New York, you can make it anywhere. It seems that they’re not that worldly, not that smart. Next they’ll be mistaking a pigeon for a bald eagle, or a sewer rat for a hippopotamus.
You're not far off. The pigeon is Schumer and the sewer rat is Rosie O'Donut. It's not hard to confuse them with the other animals.
I beg to differ. How soon everyone forgets Ming the tiger who lived in a Harlem project
http://boredomtherapy.com/tiger-found-in-nyc-apartment/
Well, in fairness to NYers, there is a tiger/raccoon crossbreed up there. This is often referred to as a tycoon.
Where I live on the edge of a forest I see variations of foxes, raccoons, and deer just about daily.
I suppose I need to be calling 911 and shrieking about “LIONS AND TIGERS AND BEARS, OH MY!”
I’ve lived in NYC before along with many other places. Those are some of the most provincial people I’ve seen anywhere.
Over 20 years ago, I camped a lot as a Scoutmaster with my son’s troop. It was a constant battle to keep the raccoons out of the ice chests that held the food. One night we tightly wedged the ice chests under the concrete picnic benches in our campsite. All was well until the raccoons arrived in search of their usual treats like the other campsites with less prepared campers. Upon discovering our ice chests were not easy treasure troves of edibles, a huge fight broke out among the marauders, likely seeking to blame one of their crew for the failure of the raid. The adults had to come out of our tents with flashlights and loud noises to break up the gang fight and encourage them to move on to better choices deeper into the campground.
In Brooklyn Racoons look a lot like this!
They are only “book smart.” Not street smart.
Being a native New Yorker (Brooklyn), I can attest to the fact that we city-dwellers don't hob-nob with creatures more wild than the next-door dog or cat, LOL. My exposure to exotic flora and fauna was limited to what I saw at the Bronx Zoo - and when I was a kid in the 50s/60s it was a very nice family-friendly place to be.
That being said, I think, as a youngster, I'd be able to tell the difference between a tiger and a raccoon. ;-)
Of course, I was blessed with a Dad who was born and raised in the mountains of Vermont (way before the liberals took it over), and we made regular trips to visit family at his home town of Montpelier/Barre.
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