We made our way to the junkyard, and we all took a seat by the wall. "Teddy's crazy," Chris said. "Rache, you better watch out for him. He probably won't live to be twenty." He added, while I somewhat agreed with him.

"Yeah and what, I won't live to be thirty?" I mocked.

"Probably not," Gordie added in.

Since I was in a group of all males, I should've guessed that there was going to be some talk about girls. "Have you been watching the Mickey Mouse Club lately?" Teddy asked. "I think Annette's tits have been getting bigger." He announced.

"C'mon Teddy, have more class," I told him, as I looked up to find Chris in front of me pretending to grab my breasts. "Fuck off." I told him.

"Think so?" Chris asked, wanting to make me feel more uncomfortable.

They continued to talk about Annette's breasts, and how they felt while watching it. I wouldn't realized that there was no getting around the subject, so I silently prayed that the conversation would end soon. "Great, spit on the fat kid. That's just great, what time is it, Gordie?" Vern said, after Teddy had spit on him.

"Quarter after one, the junkyard opens at three. Chopper will be here," He said, while I laughed.

"Um sick balls," I said, finally having something on the boys.

"You go, and you can pick us up on the way back," Vern said, referring to Teddy.

They argued until Chris finally broke it up. "Girls, girls, girls," He said, still forgetting that I was a female.

"Excuse me?" I asked, while raising one eyebrow.

Chris looked a little guilty, and changed his words. "Fine, guys, cool it. We'll flip for it," He said, as we all got our quarters.

We flipped them, and we all got tails. Vern expressed concern because there was something to do with bad luck, and all flipping to tails. Of course, the rest of us thought this was bullshit. We all flipped again, and me and Gordie both got tails. "Ol' Gordie, and Rachel just screwed the pooch out of this!" He said, with his trademark laugh, as Gordie had enough of him.

"Does the word retarded mean anything to you?" He said, as I laughed a little.

"Gordie, Gordie, he's just not right in the head. That's all," I added in, as my twin glared at me.

"Hey, go get the provisions, you morphadites," Teddy said, still laughing.

I gave him the finger, and Gordie came up with the come back. "Don't use any of your mother's pet names," He shot back, while they continued to make horrible insults about everyone's mother.

"Don't let Teddy get to you," I told Gordie, while we headed to the shop.

"I know, he's just being a jackass," He said, as I somewhat agreed with him.

We arrived at the shop, and we looked for food. "Hey, you're Dennis's brother," The shop owner said.

Gordie looked hurt at the mention of his brother. Ever since he was killed, it always seemed like everyone compared him to Denny, and that wasn't fair to him at all. "Let's go," I said, after we bought everything we needed.

The junkyard was open by the time we came back, and the owner had seen us. "Hey kids, what are you doing here?" He asked, while we immediately knew who it was.

"Rachel, Gordie, run!" Teddy, Chris, and Vern all screamed.

Now, we knew he was saying "Sick 'em boy!", but I assumed we both heard "Chopper, sick balls,", as we ran as fast as we could, while we both screamed.

"That's Chopper?" I asked, still breathless from running so much, only to find a Golden Retriever laying down.

"Kiss my ass, Choppie!" Teddy chanted, while shaking his butt against the fence.

Milo told Teddy to stop teasing Chopper, which of course he didn't. "I'd like to see you climb over here and fight me fat ass!" Teddy screamed, as I nudged him on the shoulder trying to get him to stop.

Milo then took things too far, and said something horrible. "Don't you call me that, you little tin-weasel peckerwood loony's son!" He screamed, as me and Teddy both glared at him.

"What did you call him?" I asked, getting pissed off.

"And you, you're his whore," He spit out.

"Call her a whore, or our father loony one more time, or I'll kill you," Teddy said, deadly serious.

"She's a whore," He said, pointing to me. "And you're father's a loony!" He said, as Teddy became the angriest I've ever seen him.

"I'M GONNA RIP OFF YOUR HEAD, AND SHIT DOWN YOUR NECK!" Teddy yelled, as we basically had to pull him off the fence.

Now, Teddy was sobbing, while insults were coming out of everyone's mouth. We finally stopped, after Milo threatened to call all of our fathers. "C'mon Teddy," I said, as Gordie yelled the last insult.