1920's-style?

o_O

Strange, just...very, very strange!



And you could not get within 20 miles of me before finding that I had already shattered your soul into tiny pieces--forget inflicting physical pain; I would break you incorporeally, and the rest would follow.



Do not toy with me, mortal. You are weak.

Oh!yeah!Well I've spoken to all of my surrounding neighbors.They have all agreed to purchase lockable trash barrels & sealed recyclable containers. So then it's slim pickings for the rabid raccoon.That will teach you to dismiss my splendid writing.Happy dieting!he-he:)

So what we have here is a raccoon that has been given a constant reminder of her limitations, probably a result of authoritarian parenting or peer pressure. I'm guessing it was in the form of physical appearance, cultural differences, emotional responses, and on the basis of certain abilities.

As time has went on, she ultimately had to develop a set of defense mechanisms to employ whenever she felt inferior herself. Your obivious (mostly involuntary) desire to prove to yourself is nothing more than the little girl trapped inside the raccoon crying out for attention.

Your sadistic and narcissistic rage is more "disgusting" than my soul will ever be, so how exactly are you gonna break anything when you're already broken?

... >:0

ZPicante is not a threat. I have dust bunnies that are bigger and meaner than her.

HA!

Hahahaha! Oh my... *Wipes tear*

Oh, you forgot to add: The deep and enigmatic symbolism of the raccoon; the "mask" I wear to conceal my "true self." Yes, quite a defense mechanism, a virtual raccoon! Just a natural resolution of a tortured existence. It's been really hard, you know? I've just gotta reach out in SOME way!!

Boo. And. Hoo.

Or...OR...maybe I'm just a sadist. And a mischief-maker. Which I am. Of my own delighted volition.

But please, feel free to continue your slipshod psychoanalysis: Very funny comedy!

I just knew you'd eat my preverbial knowledge up!

But now... I must say, I think I'm in love.

You forgot "pipsqueak" and "pathetic".

Apparently that pipsqueak raccoon went back into hiding, just when I was locked and loaded.

I like big people..........


More bang for the buck.........

A big bang would be a waste on that pisqueak raccoon. A firecracker should take care of her.

..forget the little people. Eat the rich...I hear they scream louder

Nah. They would clog one's arteries.

hmmm, yes.....makes sense, I'spose

That pipsqueak raccoon doesn't eat people.
She is still eating

You're old. Only an old person uses a term like "pipsqueak" in a sincere sense. Yet, you seem to have the maturity of a ten-year-old, in calling me a baby? Weird. Just weird!

Well, I can't expect divine behavior from mortals; not everyone can exhibit goddess-level perfection like me. My word, I am just so beautiful and exquisite! Come, mortals, bow before me: Join in worshiping me!

So, how long have you been having delusions of grandeur?

The word "pipsqueak" is used in the 21st-century cartoon Ed, Edd n Eddy that is shown on the Cartoon Network. I learned the word while watching the cartoon.

If they were mere delusions, you wouldn't be so jealous right now.

Go on. Bow down.

To the pipsqueak thing: Riiiiiiiiight. <:|
That's kind of odd if that's the first and only context in which you heard that word. It's like you're just saying that to justify yourself, frankly (seems likely--very likely!).

This thread is beginning to bore me.
There is no fun in a battle of wits with an unarmed raccoon.

Hat?