Wesley stands thare in the mall, waiting for his 'best freind' to come back, he saw the local losers, Eli and Josh, those faggots. As Wesley watched them, he Suddenly left something wrap around his waist from behind and lifted him off the ground, spinning him in cericles.

"What'cha lookin at dude?"

Turbo, Wesley's best freind, asked him, tilting his head in curiosity.