A: Hey, Jim. How come you look so terrible? What's goin' on?
B: You can say that again. Susan' brother dropped in from out of town, so I offered to put him up for a few days. But he's *driving me up a wall. This guy is bottomless pit.
A: How gross! I can't handle people like that. Does he at least give you a hand around the house?
B: He doesn't lift a finger! I bend over backwards cleaning up all day and he sleeps in until noon.
A: Man, what a freeloader. You better do something quick or he'll never hit the road. After all, he's got it made in the shade here.
B: You think he might stay even longer?!
A: Now, don't go losing your temper. If you tolerated all you can, just kick him out…but do it with gloves. I know! Tell him a white lie like you're getting the house fumigated!