"I wish my life could be more like hanks..." Though Bill as he swallowed his mouthful of muffin. Looking at the
clock he saw that it was only eight in the morning, which meant he had a whole day to whiddle away before Hank,
Dale or Boomhauer where home from work and up for drinks in the alley. He decided that he may as well start off
with a shower to wake himself up, then maybe take see what was on the tv and snack around the house for the rest
of the day. When he turned the corner of his small one bedroom house, he stopped dead in his tracks, the
bathroom door was closed, and he could hear the shower running from the other side. Living alone he never closed
the bathroom door, even when he was using it.
He crept slowly closer, as if it was an animal that might flee(or attack) at any moment. Now that he was close
enough to grab the door handle he was absolutely sure he heard water running on the other side. He took a deep
breath and grabbed the handle, turning it slowly. When he heard it click softly he threw open the door and burst
into his bathroom.
A loud "Bwahhh" met his ears as he came face to face with the wet, completely nude body of his best friend since
high school, hank hill.