Timmy had arrived in the shitty town of Maycomb county, spawned from one of the most overrated books in the history of man. The boy in purple clothing began to walk around, searching for something to do until he found a black man in the street. " Please help me....my family needs money, if you can just give me your hat- " The man was cut of by him getting run over by a purple Ferrari.

" Ya like it? I got it from a small loan from my aunt " None other than Bob Ewell stated, who had saved up his welfare money to buy a fancy new car to flex on black people with, but he didn't want to appear poor to the man who had caught his attention.

" Woah! That's really cool! " Timmy exclaimed, his childish mind paying no attention to the blatant mortality that had taken place moments before, his mind racing to a new world full of riches and leisure, a far cry from whatever banishment Cosmo intended for him.

" Why, get in, I'll give yuh a tour of da' whole county, maybe we'll flex on those Finch folk as well " Bob replied, putting on a pair of sunglasses as he opened the door for the brown haired boy to enter in.

Timmy would go on to flex so hard on Atticus Finch that he would have a stroke, Scout and Jem would inevitably starve due to no paternal support in a Great Depression setting. But Timmy didn't care, the only thing that mattered to him is that he said the n-word.....

Without any repercussions whatsoever