Rooster lunges at him, but I grab his arm. “All things considered, Jiggy’s being rather polite. For him.” Jiggy rests his hand over his heart and bows forward slightly. “She’s right. I’m exercising great restraint here, brother. I haven’t even cracked a single can-I-join-in-next-time joke.” “That’s it.” Rooster charges Jiggy. This time I can’t stop him. Jiggy runs across the parking lot laughing his fool head off with Rooster hot on his tail. Dammit. I left my phone inside. Otherwise, I’d video this for later.
