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.