Pouty McPlumperson's bottom lip is on display 24-7. He adamantly refuses to wear dentures. Instead, the stubborn pumpkin enjoys gumming saltwater taffy while sharing old-timey stories of
growing up in the Ozarks, listening to dueling banjos and reminiscing of days long past when he still had a
full set of chompers.
The ornery coot is available through the pumpkin relocation
program (dentures included). Full disclosure, that is
not the trill wind you hear blowing through the trees... he speaks with a pronounced whistle. Also note, due to a narrowed airway, Pouty requires a CPAP
machine for sleeping. If considering adoption, please be prepared for a shrill *whistle---hum---whistle---hum* to
gently lull you to sleep at night. Some say the sound is more soothing than nails down a chalkboard or the yowl of a cat in heat.
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