That’s right! It’s time to do the ol’ snip-snip on Nardo’s… uh, nards. He caught the scent of a horny neighbor cat and started yowling Friday just before putting out the most horrendous funk I have ever smelled. I am going to call S.N.A.P. first thing in the morning and get him scheduled as soon as possible.
Sorry, Nardo – but if you could control the funk, I would let you keep the jewels.