
When I was in high school I lived across the Mississippi River from Missouri and called it the Show-Me The Way Out State (I wasn't punched enough in high school). But it's true: Missouri kinda blows. Both of its major cities (St. Louis and KC) spill over into other states, and Kansas City took the name of the state next door, most likely out of shame. Also, as leggy vixen Kristine pointed out to me, Missouri's privileged bobcat class frequently oversteps its bounds.
As [Mitch] Walter was inspecting the Cape Rock Water Treatment Plant property Tuesday night, a rabbit leaped into his golf cart — followed by a 25-pound bobcat. The rabbit then jumped back out, leaving Walter alone with a large, frightened feline.
"The cat went from a sleek predator after fast food to a ball of fur trying to jump through the windshield of the golf cart," Walter said. Walter received scratches on his neck while shoving the bobcat out, necessitating a round of rabies shots, but was otherwise unhurt.
Witnesses say the scene looked like a Heathcliff fight in which stars, exclamation points, and number signs shot out of a cloud of dust. It was accompanied by high-tempo banjo music.


I was just in Cape Girardeau (home of the NCAA powerhouse Southeast Missouri State Redhawks) for my fraternity’s annual Alumni weekend. Last Saturday afternoon, a day after this happened, a group of about 40 people and I actually spent about five hours getting drunk, comparing taco meat, and throwing rocks at trains in Cape Rock Park, which sits on the Mississippi riverfront and is about a half-mile from where the attack occurred. What’s strange is that not once was there a mention of this, which is probably a good thing because I had a lot of fun and having to always worry about being ravaged by a bobcat would have really soured the mood.
I have spent many an hour trying to decide whether or not I could beat up a bobcat with my bare hands and wit. The verdict: Yes.
The only bobcat I could beat up is Raymond Felton. Pussy.
Fat Penguin Media does not respect Daylight Savings Time.
Had to click on the KIRO news link, wondering why a Seattle news station is reporting about crazy shit in Missouri. If go to that page now, you’ll see an awesome picture of a shark jumping out of the ocean. Much cooler than the bobcat story.
This must have been written by KD. KD you’re from Chicago. Great City. But there’s Chicago and then there’s Illinois and Illinois it potentially the most boring state in the continental US. Kansas is a joy to drive thru compared to Illinois. For disclosure, I’m from St. Louis and it’s one big suburb. It’s not even a city really other than a crappy downtown. No one drives over to Illinois from the St. Louis side. The only way that happens is a)your going to Florida and you don’t have an option or b)you’re going to the strip bars. I’m not even sure I’ve seen Illinois in the daylight other than looking across the river. Rant off.
No, I wrote the post. I’m pretty sure Chicago isn’t just across the river from St. Louis.
Listen up, tards. Just because I talk shit about a state doesn’t mean I necessarily like another. Southern Illinois sucks balls. And Kansas is even worse than Missouri.
He done called us tards! Cletus, fetch me my shotgun and my bobcat! We’s goin New Yorker huntin!
Full disclosure: I’m from St. Louis. Wait, strike that, I LIVE in St. Louis, the city, where we still have black people. Missouri sucks but I will probably never leave because the cost of living is astronomically low (as is living in a cardboard box underneath an overpass, I guess) and the amount of smoking hot chicks in Missouri (they do exist) is in greater proportion to the fat, goatee-sporting guys that Mr. Ufford loves so much. In short, I love Missouri because I have more sex here than I would if I lived in a state that didn’t suck. And we have bobcats.
Matt, where’d you go to HS across the river?
Are the NY strip bars better that Sauget and Washington Park?
Why’d I think you were from Philly?
And I have seen an increase in fat goatee fucks lately downtown lol. Hell part of Hooters downtown business plan was based on the expected business of fat goatee fuck IT guys