When I was in law school, I usually left my car at my sister's house in RI. I was home for Columbus Day and went fishing down the Cape, and apparently one of my eels escaped from the bucket and found its way under the back seat. Parked the car in her yard, locked it up tight, went inside to sleep, and the next day, she dropped me off at the train station in Providence. Car stayed locked up tight until December, when my sis decided she'd start it up and let the battery charge for awhile. It was quite an "experience" for her when she opened the door
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