“A cobra? Around here? What do I look like a schmuck? There’s no snakes down here—oy vey! You’ve gotta a lot of chutzpah coming down here and asking me about cobras. You should talk to that yutz, Tarkum. When he first came down here he was kvetching all the time about some shiksa. I tried to offer him some advice but my wife said I was kibitzing. Go talk to him, if any meshuggener down here could help you, it would be that pisher.”
“Where can we find him?”
“He’s usually down at the creek. Just look for a schlub with schmutz in his fur.”
