2:00 PM.: Meatloaf catching a few rays in the solar oven. He's slathered in homemade Catsup. Surely this will protect him from the Sun.
3:30 PM. : Meatloaf fell asleep in the Sun. Now he's cooked. Looks a lot like George Hamilton.
4:00 PM.: Meatloaf invited to dinner."What are we having?", he asks."Meatloaf", the host answers."OH NOOOO!", cries Meatloaf.
4:15 PM.: Turns out Meatloaf was a most agreeable dinner guest. "Burrrp!". "Pardon me."
So good that we will invite his "Better Half" for sandwiches tomorrow.