I knew this man who drank a lot of oil for breakfast and got really, really sick.
He wasn't drinking motor oil, but vegetable oil.
And he wasn't really a man, but more of a raccoon.
Anyway, I had to take the man to the vet and then got in big trouble when the nurse told me they only worked with domestic people.
Bitch.
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seeing as how it's a true story, this is amazing. i haven't seen a real raccoon in years. where did he find a tankard of vegetable oil? did you poke the veterinarian in the eye?
and, may i say, gosh, you're going to miss an exciting Texas trip tomorrow. it's going to be exciting. that's all i can say. exciting and fun. and educational.
Oh man, what happened to the poor non-domestic vegetable oil man who was shunned by the nurse? Is there more to this tale of oily woe? Oh!
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