Them pesky squirrels! 'Ow was oi supposed to know that Oxford squirrels are highly eddycated, especially in contract law. Apparently, oi made “a number of elementary mistakes when drafting my contract”. 'Ow do these furry-tailed bloighters get to learn such long words, that’s what oi’d loike to know! Anyway, one of them “slipped” on the peanut butter on the way in through the window, and it appears that oi am now legally bound to provide them with a bushel of conkers per day, or be sued for damages!
What’s a bloomin’ bushel anyway? Oi shall assume it means ten for now. It’s hard work collecting these conkers – do these squirrels think they grow on trees? I am clearly going to have to get even more cunning if oi am to outsmart the locals. Who’d have thought that Oxford would be full of intelligent animals?
What’s a bloomin’ bushel anyway? Oi shall assume it means ten for now. It’s hard work collecting these conkers – do these squirrels think they grow on trees? I am clearly going to have to get even more cunning if oi am to outsmart the locals. Who’d have thought that Oxford would be full of intelligent animals?
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