When I heard there was city raids happenin' it made me mad enough to swallow a
horn-toad backwards. I asked around and discovered that Zumbalo, who had
rented a room in Texas, was so crooked, he could swallow nails and spit out
corkscrews. Checking my homestead I found that the no-good varmint had been
stashing stolen chests in Texas. Now I don't know about you, but we Texans are
freedom loving people and we respect people. So, I'm publicly declairing his
eviction from Texas.
Now I've been trying to contact the fellows that got robbed, but it appears
Zumby was setting up a decoy. He left the stolen chests empty in his room...
pro'lly so the villain could get past security. So, I've moved his cityroom
exit to the ground floor. Just wanna publicly proclaim that I didn't know that
he was up to no good, and he's as unwelcome as a rattlesnake at a square
dance.