I am seriously beginning to doubt that it is ol' Templeton’s work (even if he had Nolan’s cheese for dinner)...
I fear we’re most likely dealing with a Minotaur(click for story). And as Spring is approaching in our hemisphere, my worst nightmare is that this cretan (no pun intended) will take a wife and we’ll end up with a family of 5 little bullheaded boy-like monsters in the duct work labyrinth underneath the house...
I declare: it’s time to call in
a professional…
To be continued…
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