"JILL CAN YOU COME OVER HERE?" Tim yelled
Jill shrugged her shoulders at Mark and walked out of the kitchen.
"You know what Brad did?" Tim threw his hands in the air.
"Aw man what did he do now?!"
"Follow me" He walked out the front door and to the driveway "Look at this!"
There was a black firebird sitting in the driveway. It was completely totaled.
"Oh my gosh where's Brad?"
Tim shrugged his shoulders "I don't know. He was telling me what happened and my turned my back on him for a second and he was
gone!"
"Oh my god"
"This was supposed to be Randy's car. He said he was coming back next week!"
"Now Tim, we can fix this.... I think" Jill inspected the car a bit more.
"I guess" Tim looked sad "I'm gonna go talk to Wilson"
"Wait! Mark said he has band rehersal in a few minutes, what car is he supposed to take?"
"Drive him" Tim yelled out
Wilson was in the backyard, cooking up some squirrels when he heard footsteps walking to the fence.
"Hey Wilson can you--"
"OW!" Wilson yelled "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"
Tim stepped back "Woah"
"WHAT?!" He kicked the fence "GEEZ TIM!"
Tim walked up and peeked over the fence.
He saw Wilson's face completely red and blood coming out of his left hand.
"Do you need he--" He saw a squirel flying towards him.
He felt a dead, squirel slap him in the face.
"Ow Wilson" Tim rubbed his cheek.
"GO AWAY YOU CONCEITED BASTARD!" Wilson threw his hands in the air.
He threw all his squirels at Tim and kicked the grill over.
He punched the wall and stomped inside his house.
Wilson has officially gone bananas