Walking along on the first night of Roger's termination from his former occupation he spotted a "perfectly good grill" by the garbage. It had two wheels and a heavy lid. I carried the top portion and he pulled the grill behind him. We marched in single file like a rag tag reject parade. We made a HUGE amount of noise as we walked it home, a total of 10 blocks. This was the first night of Roger's unemployment.
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