The truck ain't turned up. Nor did idiot-boy neether. So I called the cops. Officer Dana showed up about an hour ago and took down the deetales. She says they should find him quick enuff cos he is "pretty predictable". I figger she is right. If rain was as predicatable as my little brother we would not need no weatherman to tell us, eh? As it is, I borrowed a van from Bill at the garage and I am goin' on my hot date regardless of idiot-boy. The van was fulla junk in the back, but I threw it all out behind the garage and put a tarp on it. Then I got a brane wave and threw this old mattress in the back of the van. Looks like things are gonna work out okay after all. I tole Officer Dana to go easy on the boy becoz stealin' from fambly ain't really stealin', it is just bein' a dick, right?

She laughed. I bet she finds him in a day or less. If he wrecks my truck he is in deep shit.

- Don