I was taking a little nap when my good friend Weasley got in touch with me. He said that he wanted me and our pal Biff to go to the Super Bowl with him. He had it all planned out, except for one little problem...he needed some wheels and a motor to hook up to his box to get it road-worthy. I told him I could take care of that, no problem. The Boy has a thing with wheels and a motor, he wouldn't mind if I took--I mean, borrowed them.
I waited until I knew The Boy was busy in his room and then I went outside.
Wheels? Check. Motor? Check. Only one little problem...
Dang, that is one big wheel. If I tried to take that, I'd end up squished. (Not that The Boy would mind, but Mum would be pretty upset.) I'm not a bun that is easily discouraged, though. I just went around to the back of the house to see if there were any other wheels-and-motor I could find.
This was right behind the back door, and it looked promising:
Unfortunately, there was no motor, and the wheels?
Not exactly road-worthy, that's for sure.
I was not giving up, though--there was one place left to look; The Big Guy's shed. He keeps all kinds of stuff there--and sure enough, I hit paydirt!
(Emphasis on the dirt.)
Just gotta clean this bad boy up, get Mum to pack me some treats, and then I'm off to Weasley's. YEAH, BABY! ROAD TRIP! WOOOOOOOOO!