So this couple comes through my line at work the other day and they have this big 50 pound bag of dog food, so of course I had to ask what kind of dog they had. What I didn’t expect was for the woman to start laughing like I had said the funniest shit in the world and the man chuckles like “we don’t have a dog”. Of course, this doesn’t explain the huge bag if dog food, so of course I have to ask what they’re feeding it to. The woman, still cackling to herself and slapping the counter hysterically, looks at me like she has been waiting years for someone to ask her and says “we have raccoons”. Apparently they have eight raccoons. Eight of them. Eight.
