By the way, not even his nearest neighbors has seen the big guy, Omaha Steve, for weeks.
That's why his wife poor dear Marta has been contributing to this flatulent fund-raiser.
I've been told there's a light in the back room that's on 24/7.
Speculation is that the big guy is strapped to chair, and when he suffers one of his outbursts, his mouth is wrapped around his jaw to shut him up. Those times he can be fed, it's bread and water.