There was a mighty roar from the door."Larry you old flea collar wearing bum!!!! What are you doing here? Too long old friend." Roared Grrr as he picked up and hugged the sad faced man.
The sad faced man gasped in Grrr's mighty embrace! "I..I..." and started to lose consciousness from lack of air. Thinking quickly Bob looked to a 2/4 on his workbench...pushing that aside, he grabbed a icy can of root beer and tossed it to the happy T Rex.
"Here ya go pal have a cold one!"
"Thanks ole ape" Grrr replied catching the can. Larry, now free of Grrr happy greeting began to breath again..
To be continued,
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