The masked burglar broke into the closed Virginia liquor store early on Saturday and hit the bottom shelf, where the scotch and whisky were stored. The bandit was something of a nocturnal menace: bottles were smashed, a ceiling tile collapsed and alcohol pooled on the floor.
The suspect acted like an animal because, in fact, he’s a raccoon.
On Saturday morning, an employee at the Ashland, Virginia-area liquor store found the trash panda passed out on the bathroom floor at the end of his drunken escapade.
This is what happens when your bars only stay open 'til midnight.
As a resident of Hanover County, I approve of this message and salute our bandit friend for doing god’s work.
In a bizarre coincidence, the raccoon was named Pete Hegseth.
That’s Ssecretary of War Pete Hegseth to you!
Man, that raccoon may be living a better life than me. What a cool dude.
I mean, let’s be honest, this could be any of us, really. Give Bandit a break.
This is because of the raccoon loneliness epidemic
You ever see someone living your dream and think “damn, I wish I was a raccoon?”
A trashed trash panda trashed the liquor store
The headline over at Boing Boing
Over the Hedge 2
Whom amongst us?
I just found my spirit animal
I guess my stepdad was reincarnated.
Same
Leave it to raccoons to take Domestication to another level
pathetic. in the Great State of Ohio, our raccoons do meth. NBC article
Clearly raccoons have spent far too much time mingling with humans.
