Rubbin he head from being whacked twice for nuttin' he turn to the FFG, "Tom's alot more than my friend. He's family. He's my seconds cousin's, nephew's uncle's bother's dog's owner's 3rd cousin by marriage on my father's side."
Stoney goes to the stove and takes the greasey bacon skillet from the other days' breakfast and thwacks Del on the head. "Wow that was theraputic."
Feeling better, he makes breakfast. Eggs, bacon, buscuits and gravy and LOTS of coffee. When all was ready he fulls his cup and plate and one for Tom, "Here Tom, right now your guest. By lunch you will be on your own."
Stoney heads out to the porch to watch the sun rise.