One bright sunny day, Angela Shepard and her friends were hanging outside of Rusty's. They were doing what they usually did: giggling, gossiping, and flirting with the greaser guys who came to pass.

Angela leaned back and took a long drag from her cigarette. Then she noticed something she didn't want to see.

"Oh hell no," she muttered to herself. She quickly tried to hide herself behind her friends, but it didn't do much.

"Heyyyyyyy Angelaaaaaa."

Two-Bit Mathews slowly scooted by on his new and improved hoverboard, and glared at the Shepard sister with seductive eyes.

Angela's friends turned their heads from Angela to Two-Bit. Defeated, Angela said, "Nice hoverboard, Mathews."

Two-Bit drew a smug smile. "Thank--"

Two-Bit was abruptly cut off when the hoverboard burst into flames. He fell backwards and plummeted onto the sidewalk right on his butt. 

Angela covered her mouth to stop herself from wheezing, but her friends did all the laughing. Both Angela and Two-Bit's faces reddened.

Two-Bit angrily shook his head at the expensive purchase, now burning to a hot fiery death, and cried passionately, "CURSE YOU, HOVERBOARD!"