"Randy, you lucky genius. You got the court delayed another day!" Trevor laughs, eating a hot dog.
Randy is completely silent. He doesn't understand why Trevor is so excited. He stares at the hot dog in his pink hands, vaguely wishing he had a pickle instead. Classic Randy.
"Boy, am I excited to go back tomorrow and absolutely win this case. I never knew I'd make such a great lawyer!!!!" Trevor lies against the bench.
"You didn't do SQUAT," Randy scoffs, "Trevor, if they get Gillis we're going to be doomed!"
"Uh.. how so?"
"If Gillis confirms I broke the law, then I'll have to pay all of the fines!" Randy throws his hot dog on the ground. Ten rats come over and begin eating it.
"Oh, that's an EZPZ fix! Just tell Gillis not to...heh...RAT you out." Trevor chuckles smugly.
"OF COURSE!!! Trevor, you're still the worst lawyer ever, but THANK YOU!!!" Randy leaps off the bench and books it to the supermarket.Randy jumps through the mysterious Randy-shaped shattered window in the back of the market. He screams and calls for Gillis, hoping he is there. But alas, nobody is found. Randy sadly exits the supermarket, and as he walks down the street back to his "house", he sees Kamal.
"Well well well," Kamal rolls his eyes, "I can only guess you broke into the market again."
Randy shrugs.
"...Gillis called in sick today, Randy. You won't be finding his house any time soon." Kamal cackles 'evilly', entering the market to begin his night shift.Randy continues walking down the street. Once he reaches his house, he grabs his phone LAUGHS EVEN EVILER THAN KAMAL. Randy has one final trick up his sleeve. He opens Facebook and searches for "Gillis". Let's see... '-William Wong? -Coignet? -Bildt? -Soco?'... he seems like a Gillis Soco.
WELL WHAT DO YOU KNOW!!! Randy gives himself a pat on the back. His account consists of mainly pictures of his STRONG STRONG STRONG MUSCLES and random wrestlers.. and the occasional kitten or puppy. Weird. Anyhoo, his location is Pivuke, TX. ... .... ..... . . . . .. .. . . . .. . .. . .. . . . . . . . . . . ....heh, and Kamal thought Randy could never find his house.
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Life Would be a Dream ~ A Story About Pickles
RandomOne day Randy decides he wants a pickle. Things happen and it's quite ridiculous.