White Dog won't even come into the room when these two start. "They are barbarians!" she has pronounced and will have nothing to do with the silly grunting and bitey-face that goes with this White Dog Army canine version of televised professional wrestling. The under the chair twist is a maneuver that Ms. Z will soon have to abandon...she nearly get stuck trying to get back out. No longer is she Sachi-sized.
But it was Saturday morning. Steve had left for a day at school. Candace was at work. The girls were out in the studio. The Army was bored. This show at least provide some entertainment.