Okay, so this morning my step father woke me up to tell me that my Grandfather had called nd wanted me to help him find his cellular. So I got dressed, did a few chores around the house and went off. Before we went anywhere they offered me breakfast at McDonalds, I declined, mostly because I just can't stand McDonalds food. Regardless they stopped at a gas station and bought me a liter bottle of Pepsi and a banana, I ate the banana, and had the Pepsi later. Then my grandfather drives us out of town and takes us down a dirt road to a fishing spot. Apparently he'd been fishing down there earlier in the morning. So we all get out of the car and start searching for his Razr. Eventually I found it next to a muddy li'l puddle towards the very end of the bank. Ganddad was very thankful for this, mostly because of the sentimentle value of all his pictures on the phone. Later they drove me back into town and bought me lunch for finding the phone.