He glanced across the table at her quizzical look and became even more enraged. "What the hell is this, Mary Beth?" he managed to mutter through his teeth, feeling his ears burn as he barely controlled the angry steam which was quickly rising from his innermost parts. "Why, it looks like a roast hen, Allbright," she answered almost smugly, chewing her food with a slightly amused look that aroused his ire even more than the fact that she had called him Allbright again, which was another one of those annoying things that she did which caused him such insufferable torment.
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