As Jay and Andrew neared the customer, Andrew decided to give Jimmie a call and update him on the situation.
"Doggonit Transport, Jimmie speaking." Jimmie answers, the yells and screams of Judy can be heard in the background.
"Yo, Jimmie, we're headed back to the customer with all the freight." Andrew says.
"Really? How'd you manage that?" Jimmie asks.
"Jay beat the ape in a wrestling match in return for the freight." Andrew answers. "And guess what? We got a recording of the entire match!"
"Right on, partner. You'll have to send me that video." Jimmie says. "Let me know what happens at the customer."
"Right on." Andrew hangs up the phone.
Meanwhile, at the Jungle Fruits Distribution Center...
Supervisor Dan looks at the timer on his phone.
"Less than five minutes. Get ready to call the fuckin cops." Dan says to Jeff. But just then, a loud bang is heard at one of the dock doors. Shortly after, Jay and Andrew appear inside the warehouse.
"Well, if it isn't monkey boy." Dan says with his hands on his hips. "Able to get the freight back?"
"Damn right we did." Andrew replies. "And we got the proof that it was stolen by apes right here!"
Andrew showed Dan and Jeff the video of Jay wrestling with the Munkie Kang.
"Holy shit! He's really wrestling with an ape!" Jeff says in shock at what he was seeing.
"And you can see in the background all the monkeys who helped steal it and the crates of banana's." Andrew points out. Dan raises an eyebrow.
"Yeah, but now we can't take the freight." Dan says.
"What the heck do you mean you can't take the load?" Jay asks.
"It's been tainted by a bunch of dirty apes and monkeys." Dan says, "Nobodies gonna want to eat those banana's now. I sure as hell would be pissed of they sold and fed me banana's that a bunch of wild, dirty monkeys had been playing with."
"Oh come on! Are you serious?" Andrew groans.
"It's a health hazard. That's the law. " Jeff replies.
"Sorry guys, we're gonna have to reject this load." Dan says.
Jay and Andrew look at each other, not knowing what the hell they were to do now. The only thought that Andrew could think of, was call Jimmie back and let him in on the bad news....
Back at the Doggonit Transport Terminal....
Judy was still humping about and moaning on the floor of the DM office. Jimmie rubbed his chin. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head. He hurries over to the break room, straight to the refrigerator and yanks the door open. Inside was the leftovers of Sally's soggy banana nut bread. Jimmie yanks it out and heads back to the DM office.
"Alright ya'll." Jimmie says, removing the lid from the saucer. "Hopefully this works. It ain't banana's but it's got some in it."
"Hold her down." Fred says, and he and Tyree hold Judy still while Jimmie held the saucer to Judy's face. She immediately began to calm down, but was still moaning and shifting her legs together. Jimmie grabs a piece of the bread and shoves it in Judy's mouth who refused it at first. Almost instantaneously, Judy's skin tone and eye color reverted back to normal. She looked as if she had just woken up from a nap as she looked around, seeing Tyree and Fred holding her and Jimmie holding the plate of bread in front of her. She realizes that her panties were missing.
"What the..."Judy says in confusion. "Where are my panties? What the hell did you guys do to me?!"
Tyree, Fred and Jimmie all look at each other anxiously. It looked bad on them for sure. But would anyone believe that Judy had been possessed by some kind of horny ghost or something? Would she even believe what happened to her? She obviously doesn't seem to remember what she was doing mere seconds ago. Just then, Jimmie's phone rings.
"Ya'll explain to miss Judy what happened please?" Jimmie says as he hurries out of the office to answer the phone.
"Hello, Doggonit, what can I do for you?" Jimmie answers.
"Yo, Jimmie, bad news man." Andrew says. "Customer is rejecting the freight now. Says it was tainted by wild animals therefore a health hazard."
"Doggone shit!" Jimmie yells. "Alright, ya'll are going to have to come back to Vista Valley City and drop that trailer in our rejected freight arena- I mean, our rejected freight yard."
"Damn, but what about pay?" Andrew asks.
"Don't worry, you'll be paid all the miles and partial load." Jimmie assures.
"Alright cool, thanks." Andrew says.
"No problem." Jimmie hangs up.
Back at Jay's truck....
"Well, at least we're getting paid something." Andrew says. "He's going to head us back to the terminal to drop this off there."
"And by then, you'll be ready to be on the truck with your real trainer." Jay says.
"Huh? What do you mean? Aren't you my trainer?" Andrew asks.
"Nope. Remember, i'm getting you ready for the real deal. This was just a pre training session if you will." Jay says.
"Oh that's right. That went by quick."
"Sure did."
"So this was our last load?" Andrew asks.
"Yep."
"Well, it was nice being on the truck with you. This was a lot funner than I thought it would be."
"Yeah, you're alright, little fella." Jay says. "Maybe we'll run into each other on the road someday, me and little monkey man here."
"Right on, Jay, and thanks." Andrew says, and with that, the rest of the drive was a bit quiet...for about ten minutes before Jay decided to blast the radio and sing his lungs out to his favorite band...