"They're obviously using me as a last resort." thought Lemuel.

"But it's not fair. I don't know the ropes and now they're pinning me down on this matter. I just don't understand what they want from me. It's like they are speaking a different language.

They've really stuck it to me this time, verbal attacks are one thing, but when it gets physical...

Even so, they keep on feeding me the same stuff and I'm still hungry for more.

I'm not going to take this lying down. I need to make them understand me.

Now Mr. Hurgo wants to talk."