i was wrong. it turns out "nephew" is employed. He has an outside sales job. trouble is, nobody wants what he's selling.
in fact, his technique is so unorthodox, so agressive, potential clients have been known to squeal.
nephew was so busy romancing his potential client he didn't hear God's gift to women and vacationing city-folk creep up behind him, compound-bow drawn and steady.
looks like Nephew is quittin' early today. (nice shot, Burt! )
and there came a calm throughout the land. and all the little hounds rested peacefully in their chairs.
and the forest was a happy and far more beautiful place with Burt in it, and nephew nothing but a dark memory never to be thought of again, except when horror tales were told around campfires.