Was there really any doubt he would? He presented Mrs Rupert with an ultimatum....Give me that plant or shoot me. She went for her pistol, and I stopped her, as Otis knew I would.
I'm now living and sleeping in my workshop, but that damn Otis has his own personal plant.
You defiant little jerk!
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Do What? Bring you a pillow? Hell no! I'm sleeping on a concrete floor, you can suffer a little too!
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Don't ever start feeding Squirrels.....don't learn their language...and
never ever sign any contracts with them!
Regards!