roger: can you come to my house again. we are grilling again.
doger: yea
roger: we have to some our chores first and shovel some dog shit in my kennels
doger: ok. what should i bring for dinner.
roger: just some
chicken or bratts. the kids get so excited when you come.
doger: (in his own mind: what???). Okay be right over.
roger's wife: is he coming again ? this unwanted friend of ours??
doger: do not speak about my
friend that way. he is a war hero from work. they
drew first blood. be nice to him.