WTF, Sheila, I thought you were going to smother him with a pillow.....We took up a collection and raised all that money... ****, now We have to put up with that OLD ******* for another year.... ****....
Good thing He was preoccupied, or You might have started to look like a Big Mac to Him.
When Your the meanest SOB in the Valley, and can outrun a Quarter Horse over short distances. You can eat pretty much whatever You want.