"I wish everything was back to normal!" Debbie yelled, in exasperation.
James looked down in shock at his torn shirt and pants, then up to his sister ... only it was a guy there now ... and his sister was by the door.
"What the hell is going on?! I had some sort of daydream that I turned into Dolly Parton!" he roared.
"No dream," Tommy muttered.
"Tommy!" Debbie snapped. "I just passed the field. Exactly why are there sixty bimbos down there instead of the team?!" she growled.
He groaned. "I passed a little too close to the coach, he mouthed off about them acting like girls ... you can guess the rest!"
"Well, they should be back to normal now. It seems the ring's wishes are pretty powerful," Debbie said, while pondering what to do.
"Wait a minute. That ring can grant wishes?!" James asked.
"Well ... yeah." He paused, but then, after realizing what James was preparing to do, he quickly added "But you've got to be careful what you wish for!"
"I wish ..." James began, but he was suddenly muffled by his sister's hand.
"Tommy, get out of here! Before he makes a wish in his head!" Debbie yelled.
He nodded, then bolted out the door, keeping a safe distance away from James. But he had to be careful to stay away from everyone else too. Who knew what would happen if he got too close to someone?
After thinking for a bit, he decided that the best place to go was ...
