My pop is a bit of a looney. His name is William but some people call him Wacky Willy. He drives this sketchy vehicle that slowly moves along the road and looks like a slug behind all the other vehicle . He picks me up every Thursday afternoon after school and always plays really loud music that hurts everyones ears. The bottom of his car is filled with bright pink furry carpet that tickles your feet when you step on it. One day I climbed in the back of his car after school and some school kids started yelling “ Wacky Willy!! Wacky Willy!!” I never set foot in that van again and now I just walk home on a Thursday instead.
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