The Wrench Room is a local business that provides motorcycle repair services. The Wrench Room specializes in carburetor cleaning and general maintenance.
Welcome to Rika's Reading Room. Today, we'll read a funny book called D-Wrench. Hope you D-Wrench by Aeri's Gravel While riding his tricycle one morning, Bob rolled over a big rock and broke one of his wheels. Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Oh no! I need my wrench to fix it. Bob said to himself, But where did I put it? He looked in his toolbox. No wrench there. He looked in the tool shed. No wrench there either. He looked on his workbench. Still no wrench. Well, I guess I'll have to go and buy a new one, Bob said. He went to Megamart, the ultra-giant, super-sized megastore, where you can find anything and everything. Inside this door, Bob met Mr. Marked. How can I help you today, valued customer? I'm looking for a wrench, Bob said. A wrench? I've got thousands, of course. But a wrench? Really? How boring. Have something much better for you. Why don't you buy this amazing fridge hat instead? I'm not sure. I'll have to buy a new one. I'll have to buy a new one. Why don't you buy this amazing fridge hat instead? It's perfect for keeping your head and your food cool all day long. Nice, Bob said. So he bought the fridge hat and went back home for getting all about the wrench. Once home, Bob proudly showed his new hat to his friends. It's ridiculous, said Pedro. Nobody needs that, said Lucian. Weren't you supposed to buy a wrench, asked Paulette? Oh, Bob said, you're right. I forgot the wrench. Bob put the fridge hat into the closet and went back to Mega Marked. Hello, most loyal customer, said Mr. Marked. What can I do for you? I would A wrench? I've got all shapes and colors. But who needs a wrench when you can get musical pajamas instead? I listened to this. He played opera, rock and roll, and even some jazz. Hmm, Bob said. So he bought the musical pajamas and went back home. Doggy in the wind. What do you think of my new pajamas, asked Bob, parading them in front of his friends. You're totally ridiculous, said Pedro. How will you be able to sleep wearing such noisy pajamas, asked Lucian. And where's a wrench, asked Paulette. Oops, said Bob. I forgot the wrench again. Bob put the musical pajamas into the closet and went back to Mega Marked. Hello, most loyal and valued customer, said Mr. Marked. What are you looking for this time? A wrench, please, answered Bob. But why buy a miserable little wrench when you can get this wonderful screaming machine? Listen carefully. I detach of a button. You'll hear piercing screams, some terrifying holes, and even davening shrieks. Interesting, said Paul. So he bought this screaming machine and went back home. Yikes, said Lucian when Bob played the screaming machine. What a horrible noise. Why did you buy this monstery, asked Pedro. And where's a wrench, asked Paulette. Oh no, said Bob. I forgot my wrench again. Bob put the screaming machine into the closet and headed back to Mega Marked. And he went back home. He was so scared, he went back home. And headed back to Mega Marked. But then Bob realized he had no money left. He had spent everything under free chat, the musical pajamas, and screaming machine. Maybe there'some money left in the closet, Bob thought. He opened the door and. . . Bang, bang, ow! Everything in the closet fell on Bob's head. But what was there, right there, under the free chat, next to the musical pajamas and the screaming machine. His wrench! The end. If you Thank you, have a great day.