TJ was standing in an open garage bay, getting his Humvee fixed when the Korean man (KM) next to him nudged him.
KM: *psst* "What daht?" (yes, the accent in writing is necessary.)
[KM points to little Yorkie being walked, using one of those doggie wheelchair things. "Dog looked happy as hell," according to TJ.]
TJ: "A dog?" [soo P.C.]
KM: *says to the dog''s owner in disgust* "Sir! Yo dahg a chahreeott!"
Owner: "What?"
KM: "Yo dahg a chahr-reeott. Whhaaah Happen??"
Owner: "Well, he was born this way. His back legs were paralized when he was born, so we had them amputated."
KM: "Whaaah? Why you no kill it?"
Owner: *huffs in disgust and walks away*