Roger loves to play pretend and dresses up as a thousand different egos. It's nothing new to the alien residing in the Smith house; it's the only way he can be seen in public and protect his identity, currently up in the attic like he always is. Today, Roger was doing his best to intimate Scarface. He got the look down and pulled out a BB Gun. "Say hello to my little friend!" he exclaimed in a phony accent.

Roger discovered a bag of crack on the floor. He had forgotten about it and, being the demented person he is, snorted it and became ballistic. He failed to realize that someone else was in the room with him until now. "AAGH! I need you to get me more of this shit now! What even is your name?! Are you a cop?" Roger seemed to sound crazier by the minute.

You weren't sure what to make of his nonsense but figured that you might as well play along for now. However, part of you debated on punching him or not, and the thought lingered on your mind for quite some time. Roger is being a pain in the ass like he always is. It was going to be a long day for you.