Yeah.... I met him one day at the dumpster in the trailer park here (did I mention I'm trailer trash? Do you like spam for breakfast, baybee?) and he kept muttering about his monkey. I didn't want to be rude, so I said hi, and it went downhill from there. After his whirlwind romance with my german shepherd (that ended badly, and I can't even GIVE the fucking puppies away), we haven't been on the best of terms, but he was the only person around who's truck wasn't up on blocks. He agreed to drop me off there for $5 and another shot at the dog. I figured you were worth it, honey
