Butch Has to Go Back into Storage

I walked past the spare bedroom this morning and almost had a heart attack!  I had forgotten that I had laid Butch on the bed in there.  Seeing a man laying in my spare bedroom about stopped my heart!  It is time to deflate him now that he has served his purpose at the bachelorette party.  He has to be put away before his presence kills me!  I wonder if I should keep him, donate him to Goodwill, or sell him on craigslist.  I bought this blow up man years ago to sit in my van so the neighborhood kids would not egg it.  He was so odd looking that I thought he was better off in storage.  Now that I have released him, he is going to scare me to death!