i dint talk much about ordinary life, or stuff that happened. well, we met a creamy big dog named bama, the same age as mister, and the boy said, just a couple old fellas hangin' out. and that's what i felt too, and said, glad to be here, and we smiled with each other.
fen was expeditious in the cyclonic wind with ample good sense, and we saw a dog go insane in the park, thrashing like a devil, barking at the wind.

and the hater count, aside from autopilots, was zero. 

                                                                                                                       hater count zero.