Owls, everyone is fond of owls. except for

Owls, everyone is fond of owls. except for mice and shrews, and
so, I found myself a nice little owl to keep the mice and shrews out. I gave it a cosy little corner in my living room, with food and a little house, but things turned ugly when
he perched on the wooden mannequin with my tux at 3 am and began to hoot. My bride who I hadn't told about the owl thought it was the ghost of her deceased first husband
"Hollywood," who worked int the store where the mannequin originally was from. But "Hollywood" was much more powerful than before since he was struck down. He pointed at the owl
The owl was surprised and felt like he had no meaning in the world. But Hollywood was all this poor fella had
In till he started singing and some guy gave him a dollar
to shut the heck up. It worked, and with the dollar he bought a lottery ticket. The lottery ticket won and he now lives in Barbados, where he owns a mansion and a menagerie of
"Internet meme" animals - Grumpy cats galore; a horde of honey badgers; even a dramatic chipmunk or two nesting in the woods nearby. The lottery allowed him to buy as many ShamWow
s as he needed to shine his 52 luxury cars.He smiled at himself in the gleam of the freshly polished hood of his 1938 Bugatti.Ah, life was good since he won the lottery. Wasn't it?
If only there weren't so many people. He refurbished a misslie silo for his cars, put himself and enough champagne to last five years, and shut the door.

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