" Bill was wrestling with his undercooked chicken. " Wow," I remarked while examining my own plate. " I don't think I can eat this." " I know. It's gross," he conceded. " But it's free, so I scarf down seconds each night." " As a dog returneth to his vomit," I said, while making the sign of the cross in the air in front of me. " Amen," he agreed with his mouth full, and toasted me with his 7Up can. "