A little more than a year ago....

The scene fades in with some giggles and a few "Ah shit! Do it again!" followed by a few more giggles and a "Okay!" and some more laughter.



When the smoke settles we see this young kid rocking wranglers, a black wife beater and CAT Work boots sitting on a log next to this old man in overalls. The young kid is holding a shotgun and he just blasted a old junk car that is sitting off in the distance. They both are laughing hysterically. The old man reaches down and picks up his mason jar full of some kind of clear liquid and takes a nice healthy sip.

"Uncle Ned! This is awesome! I love shotin' shit and watchin' my boy Dale JR......OH COME ON!"

In front of them with a lead chord from the house is a TV set that has today's race on. It's Daytona and JR just spun out and backed into the wall thus ending his day.

"Sonofabitch! Man! This sucks."

Uncle Ned just nods. "Yup."

The young kid stands up, angry and is glaring at the TV. On the replay it shows that Greg Biffle tapped Dale JR on the rear and sent him spinning. The young kid grips the shotgun tighter.

"Ford fucker!"



The kid shoots the TV set and then kicks it over and Uncle Ned is not happy. You can tell this because he's not smiling even though he's loaded from drinking moonshine all day.

"Billy."

"Ah shit! Man I'm sorry Ned! But I hate those Ford guys! Those Roush guys! JR had a good car today and now it's gone to shit because of those Ford fuckers!"

"You owe me a new TV boy. Your Aunt won't be too happy about this one bit boy."

"I know...I'm sorry! Truly I am Uncle Ned."

"And you need to get a new TV before next Sunday. If your aunt can't watch American's Funniest Home videos I will have to hear about it and than means, you'll have to hear about it and boy.....I don't want to hear about it. Got it?"

Billy sets the shotgun down on what is left of the TV set.

"She is going to want one of those flat screen ones huh?"

Ned nods as he takes another sip of shine.

"Damn. There allot of money Uncle Ned. I've seen them at Wal-Marts."

"Looks like someone has to get a job."

"A job? Like..Hell uncle Ned they don't grow on trees! Where in the hell am I going to get a job! I haven't gotten my GED yet Uncle Ned!"

"Should have thought of that before you shot the TV."

Billy sighs. "Damn it! I'm so stupid."

"You know." Uncle Ned says as he sets his almost empty mason jar down. "The fair is in town in 2 days. Maybe you go get a job dere?"

Billy spins around and looks at his uncle. "I could couldn't I? Uncle Ned that is a awesome Idea! Thanks!"

Billy starts to run towards his dirt bike.

"Where you runnin' at boy?" Uncle Ned yells at Billy.

"Headin' to the fair grounds Uncle Ned! Can't get a job unless I go dere!"

Billy kick starts his dirt bike and drops the clutch and off he goes spraying gravel everywhere as he does. Ned smirks.

"Guess who's gettin' a new TV!"

FTB