I almost got beat the **** up in the alley by a possum.
I was steady walking home and almost walked right past the damn thing until I saw it get into this striking pose. Bitch, I turned around and ran down another alley between this hotel and other houses until I got on the main street.
I saw something sneak under a car and I walked my ass right in the street. It was cat; I saw it peeking out from under the car. I got a little further down the street and saw something else sneak under another car. That **** looked like a possum so I ran my ass all the way home. I checked the porch with my phone's light before I stepped on it. I'm not trying to get bit or scratched up. I don't need rabies.
I don't know why I do that. 
