Overheard

"He came into my room again last night, half naked, hugging his pillow," the man in the cap stirs his coffee.

His bearded friend rubs an ear having heard this all before. "What did you do?"

"What could I do? I got up to change his bed; and when I came back, he was asleep in mine."

"Don't stand for it," the friend says. "Give him sheets and tell him to make his own damn bed."

"I can't do that." The man in the cap pushes the coffee away. "What kind of son would I be to disrespect my father?"