What?

What, I'm doing WHAT?

These aren't my kids. You get back over here and watch your own little brats. Bell and Chili take great pleasure in jumping out from the tall grass and scaring me. They don't really scare me, but they try, and then I have to act like I'm scared so they can go laugh and laugh.

I thought we got the extra pen because the girls over here wanted to meet me! Not so I could babysit.

I'm a buck. Buck's don't tend to no stinkin' babies. Do you see bucks doing doe chores in the wild? No, you don't. I'm here to enjoy the new trees...and the new girls! Wink, wink.

Falstaff, living the "suite" life!