Rick was hidden in the field house waiting for Chad. He freaked when a real bear smashed through the sheet metal door.He silently mouthed Chad's name.
Could it be?
The fur was the same color as the loincloth. He must've screwed up translating the Sanskrit spell using Google Babelfish program. He had clearly specified a homosexual bear - oh, crap, Chad was probably gay, but he was also a real bear. Ooh, Chad's date would be here any minute. But instead of getting photos of the coach making out with a hairy big bear of a gay man, there was a good chance the coach would get mauled or Chad would get shot.
Rick opened the browser on his phone, clicked on the bookmarked translator page. He copied the Sanskrit word for undo spell, after deleting the word for abort because he might end up making women miscarry by mistake. He entered the copied phrase into the Sanskrit Spell Generator. The hourglass spun. Finally, a spell appeared. He frowned did he have to rub it on Chad or did Chad have to eat it?
The sound of the door opening again announced the arrival of the coach. Rick slowly backed toward the rear exit. Chad bellowed, and the coach and bear were soon rolling around on the dirt floor.