Humphrey had to confess to Johnny about what was going on between him and Kate. It wasn’t hard to confess that they were fight, but that he did Lilly. He eventually arrived at Johnny’s den.
“Hey, dad.”
“Johnny, I gotta talk to you about something.”
“Sure, dad, what?”
Humphrey and Johnny sat down at the couch, “Johnny, your mother and I are fighting right now.”
“About what?”
Humphrey tilted his head forward, “Johnny, please don’t hate me for this, it’s hard to tell you.”
“I’m not going to hate my own dad.”
“Promise?”
“Yes, make sure mom doesn’t found out, but I like you more than her.”
That made Humphrey feel great, “Really?”
“Yes, now what was it you wanted to tell me?”
“Please tell your cousin, Lars about this, because I won’t be able to, but I had… I… man!”
“Dad, please!”
“I had sex with Aunt Lilly.”
Lars was not expecting something this shocking, “Why would you do your mate’s sister!?”
“I didn’t want to tell you this, but I had to. I didn’t have to either, I just thought it would be best.”
“Thanks for telling me, dad.”
“I better leave now, you hate your dad and you don’t want to see him again.”
“Dad, I love you, don’t treat yourself like that!”
“You’re just hiding it.”
Johnny got on two legs and spread his arms, “Hug.”
“Alright, it’s just because I love you.”
“Dad, I love you too!”
Ashley came down, “Oh, sorry I didn’t know you two were having a moment!”
“It’s alright, Ashley, my dad thinks I hate him.”
Humphrey left and went back home to see Mooch in an F-150 that didn’t seem right.
“Mooch, what happened to your other F-150?”
“This is my F-150.”
“What the hell did you do to it?”
“I just painted it green and added a canopy.”
“It looks so much different!”
“I least I can drive I in public again.”
“They probably got your license number.”
“I also took the plate off the front.”
Humphrey checked the license plate holder on the back. It used to say “West Jasper Ford.” Now it says, “Metallica” all over it.
“Nice holder man!”
“Thanks, wanna go for a spin?”
“Will it be much different?”
“The engine is more powerful. I also put a turbo in it with nitrous.”
“Why?”
“So if cops recognize me, I can run.”
“They got helicopters you know.”
“Look in the bed.”
There was long case that was latched into the bed. When Humphrey opened it, he saw an RPG!
“Dude, where the hell did you get this thing!?”
“I robbed another bank before transforming my truck and bought that with 12 extra rockets.”
“Dude, you don’t need an RPG.”
“I could shoot down helicopters!”
“Why?”
“How else would I run from the cops?”
“By hiding in a closed place.”
“The helicopters will see me go in.”
Humphrey sighed, “There’s no talking you out of it.”
Mooch thought of something really important, “Dude, the instruments are at my house! We got give the instruments to Salty and Shakey to form a band!”
“Good idea man!”
They went into a four-way call, “Jamming session at Shakey’s den!” Humphrey yelled
“Why mine?”
“Because you have the big ass drum kit!” Mooch yelled.
“Are you referring to your self?” Salty joked.
“Screw you man!”
“What is a jamming session anyway?” Shakey asked.
“It’s where a band comes together and plays!” Salty said.
“How do you know that?” Humphrey asked.
“I guessed.”
“Holy crap!”
“I don’t even know what a band is!”
“It’s three to eight people who come together and play instruments.”
“So, that means the four us join in as a band?” Shakey asked.
“Yes, meet at Shakey’s den!” Humphrey hung up.
“Ok,” Salty hung up.
“Got it!” Mooch hung up.
“What happened to saying goodbye?” Shakey asked.
Humphrey and Mooch got the instruments, and the four met up at Shakey’s den. “Alright, Salty, this is for you.” Humphrey handed Salty the bass that they bought. “And Shakey, yours comes in many different pieces.”
“Why?”
“It’s big.”
They set up the drum kit and they started to randomly play some crap. Humphrey stopped them.
“Guys, let’s play And Justice For All.”
“We don’t know how to play that.” Shakey said.
“Just guess!”
They tried, it sounded crappy, “Guys, you know what? We’ll practice tomorrow, I gotta get going.”
“Alright, see you later.”
Humphrey got home to Lilly and he paralyzed her again that night.
“Hey, dad.”
“Johnny, I gotta talk to you about something.”
“Sure, dad, what?”
Humphrey and Johnny sat down at the couch, “Johnny, your mother and I are fighting right now.”
“About what?”
Humphrey tilted his head forward, “Johnny, please don’t hate me for this, it’s hard to tell you.”
“I’m not going to hate my own dad.”
“Promise?”
“Yes, make sure mom doesn’t found out, but I like you more than her.”
That made Humphrey feel great, “Really?”
“Yes, now what was it you wanted to tell me?”
“Please tell your cousin, Lars about this, because I won’t be able to, but I had… I… man!”
“Dad, please!”
“I had sex with Aunt Lilly.”
Lars was not expecting something this shocking, “Why would you do your mate’s sister!?”
“I didn’t want to tell you this, but I had to. I didn’t have to either, I just thought it would be best.”
“Thanks for telling me, dad.”
“I better leave now, you hate your dad and you don’t want to see him again.”
“Dad, I love you, don’t treat yourself like that!”
“You’re just hiding it.”
Johnny got on two legs and spread his arms, “Hug.”
“Alright, it’s just because I love you.”
“Dad, I love you too!”
Ashley came down, “Oh, sorry I didn’t know you two were having a moment!”
“It’s alright, Ashley, my dad thinks I hate him.”
Humphrey left and went back home to see Mooch in an F-150 that didn’t seem right.
“Mooch, what happened to your other F-150?”
“This is my F-150.”
“What the hell did you do to it?”
“I just painted it green and added a canopy.”
“It looks so much different!”
“I least I can drive I in public again.”
“They probably got your license number.”
“I also took the plate off the front.”
Humphrey checked the license plate holder on the back. It used to say “West Jasper Ford.” Now it says, “Metallica” all over it.
“Nice holder man!”
“Thanks, wanna go for a spin?”
“Will it be much different?”
“The engine is more powerful. I also put a turbo in it with nitrous.”
“Why?”
“So if cops recognize me, I can run.”
“They got helicopters you know.”
“Look in the bed.”
There was long case that was latched into the bed. When Humphrey opened it, he saw an RPG!
“Dude, where the hell did you get this thing!?”
“I robbed another bank before transforming my truck and bought that with 12 extra rockets.”
“Dude, you don’t need an RPG.”
“I could shoot down helicopters!”
“Why?”
“How else would I run from the cops?”
“By hiding in a closed place.”
“The helicopters will see me go in.”
Humphrey sighed, “There’s no talking you out of it.”
Mooch thought of something really important, “Dude, the instruments are at my house! We got give the instruments to Salty and Shakey to form a band!”
“Good idea man!”
They went into a four-way call, “Jamming session at Shakey’s den!” Humphrey yelled
“Why mine?”
“Because you have the big ass drum kit!” Mooch yelled.
“Are you referring to your self?” Salty joked.
“Screw you man!”
“What is a jamming session anyway?” Shakey asked.
“It’s where a band comes together and plays!” Salty said.
“How do you know that?” Humphrey asked.
“I guessed.”
“Holy crap!”
“I don’t even know what a band is!”
“It’s three to eight people who come together and play instruments.”
“So, that means the four us join in as a band?” Shakey asked.
“Yes, meet at Shakey’s den!” Humphrey hung up.
“Ok,” Salty hung up.
“Got it!” Mooch hung up.
“What happened to saying goodbye?” Shakey asked.
Humphrey and Mooch got the instruments, and the four met up at Shakey’s den. “Alright, Salty, this is for you.” Humphrey handed Salty the bass that they bought. “And Shakey, yours comes in many different pieces.”
“Why?”
“It’s big.”
They set up the drum kit and they started to randomly play some crap. Humphrey stopped them.
“Guys, let’s play And Justice For All.”
“We don’t know how to play that.” Shakey said.
“Just guess!”
They tried, it sounded crappy, “Guys, you know what? We’ll practice tomorrow, I gotta get going.”
“Alright, see you later.”
Humphrey got home to Lilly and he paralyzed her again that night.
