Okay, this is an admittedly a stupid post, but I just need a little vindication. A while ago I kept running into this gang of foxes that were prowling the streets near my house. The only problem, I'd see them in the late hours of the night when I was alone and nobody believed me. People started calling me crazy. It had been several months since my last sighting and I was starting to think, maybe I am crazy. And then in the garden behind my flat- boo yah. Say hello to my little friend.
Who's crazy now, crazy m?
