Growing up I had a pet iguana named Urkel. Yes, he was named after Family Matter's nerd Steve Urkel. He lived on our window sill and squash and pooped and peed and stanked up the place.
There came a time when Urkel became angry and irritated. He would hiss at us and didn't want us to hold him anymore. One night he jumped down from the window sill and wandered through the house. I eventually found him under my brother's bed and I had to climb under it to retrieve him. He was pissed.
We eventually gave him away to a family that was more iguana friendly.
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