"Well, I think it's time for a sub-plot." Roger says.

-Setting in the smith household-

"Oh my god! Dad, today we had to gym and it was super hard!" yells Steve. "Well, Steve, i'm going to teach you how to be a man," says Stan.

-plot quickly and abruptly ends-

"No, no, no, no!" says Roger, frowning. "That plot is so overused, Stan trying to get Steve to be a man, just, just no. I guess we aren't going to have a subplot if thats all this fanfiction writer has... so shall we continue?" he then says. "Uhh, so where were we, I am really forgetful, I got drunk the other night, and forgot what to say..." Roger says, he sighs. "Oh oh okay, lets, um, see oh yes, we left off with the disturbing father fact. I am also not going to talk about my homeplanet, there will be something seperate for that." "So umm, how we can survive the cold of our homeplanet, yeah, I will explain this..." "The simplistic answer is we are warm blooded, okay?" he says. "How about we talk about the sixth stage? You know, the one where I kicked Stan, yeah. That was the one. Our species may be strange, but are humans not?" he laughs at his own joke. Hayley walks in, "Roger, have you seen my essay, it's due friday." she says. "Stop interupting my time in the spotlight!" yells Roger, beckoning for her to leave. Hayley backs out slowly. "Yeah, leave." he snaps. "alright, you know what, I can't think of anything else to say, god I have such a hangover, so just, just wait until next time when I can actually think of some more questions, okay? Feel free to ask questions about my species, though I have to say, I won't be to kind at answering them, because I am, afterall Roger..." he says.