I'm not insane.
Just yelling at them to not eat Marcel's food.
One almost came into my room the other night...
DUDE!
This kid is back AGAIN!
I JUSTJUST yelled at him, like...WHAT? 15 seconds ago?
I can always tell if it's an Opossum because of the sound of the way that they eat and the way that the food grinds against their teeth.
I don't hate them.
It just gives me something to do, to be honest.
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