Actually... it isn't easy being named Nehemiah anywhere. Especially a ranch. When you are the butler. Who the hell could even make this up?!
Anyways, earlier today I was serving everyone their normal afternoon beverages. Mr Isaac got his beer. Ms Erikahah and Ms Kahlia had their iced tea. And Mr Daniel had his prune juice (he has some real issues with the bowel movements, you know.)
Well, all during this time of me serving the drinks we had quite the conundrum on our hands. It seems as though one of little ones that belongs to Ms Erikahah came up to my bunking area and stole my copy of Butler's Digest Weekly!! That little bugger.
I went to report to issue to Mr Isaac when Mr Daniel interrupted our conversation by running and screaming across the ranch on his way to the outhouse. Apparently that prune juice works...
- Nehemiah the Butler
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