Built it himself. He gave Quinn a tee-shirt. He also chopped down a cherry tree, cut off a hunk, carved, sanded and shellacked it into the shape of a slice of pie for me. He must have read Women are from Bras, Men are from Penus. He hunts, but luckily he hunted down lunch at the local Wal-Mart.
Sacred cows make the best hamburgers.
He also removed any dead relics from his wall. We rode on his John Deere tractor surveying his 20 acres. I swear I heard dueling banjos playing in the background. He's emphasized that his last girlfriend didn't want to move to his land. Next, we rock climbed 90 foot cliffs called the Gunks.