Talk:War Discussion/@comment-93.137.215.213-20140826064219

Bill, living in a wooden house, reads a book on his sofa in his living room and near a fireplace. Outside is raining and cold.

Bill: *To his dog* You know, this is life. No one bothers you and you can do what you want.

Dog: *Bark bark*

Bill: Oh, I did not give you food. Wait here. *returns in the room with a piece of raw beef and gives it to his dog*