I shot my butler. I didn't mean to, i swear. It was an out of body experience. i didn't know what i was doing until i had pulled the trigger. i mean, Jeeves had been awesome. Why on Earth had i shot my butler?? and, more importantly, how in the world had i shot my butler? I didn't even own a gun, for heavens sake! Maybe i was hallucinating. But how does that make any sense? if I hadn't shot my butler, who had?It was the only solution that made any sense. I had shot my butler. Oh my gosh, i shot my butler! And where on earth are we going to bury him? Ohhh. I just went and SHOT MY BUTLER. This is bad. This is very, very bad. What am i going to say at the trial? That i just picked up a gun and shot him? I can understand shooting your boyfriend, but your BUTLER?